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FE2 Novelization Translation - Book 2 Chapter 5 Part 4

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Chapter 5: The Altar and the Final Act of the War

Part 4: The Gods’ Slumber

Alm was as calm as could be. His eyes showed no hint at all as to what he was thinking. They merely reflected the image of Duma’s Altar before him. They did not display a single glimpse of what was going on in his mind. They knew that doing something was the same as doing nothing. Alm’s eyes were now Rudolf’s eyes.

The members of Mila’s Restoration Army were exhausted from fighting the horde of Mogalls spawning from Jedah’s flesh, and sustaining more injuries than their Saint could heal. As they collapsed one after the other, Alm still did not look at them. Even when his beloved Celica saw him and called out his name, he did not look at her, much less respond, as he dismounted Gray’s horse.

“Zeke, follow me!” Mycen was the only person who knew exactly what Alm should do. He immediately charged directly into the horde of Mogalls. 

Zeke did not hesitate to raise Gradivus and rush in after him.

Silque drew a sigil from atop Mathilda’s horse, and chanted Physic over and over again. Genny looked up so quickly it was as if she was the recipient of a miracle. She realized immediately what was going on around her, and used every last drop of her restored energy to continue casting healing spells.

With Silque and Genny’s magic combined, the members of Mila’s Restoration Army all got back up, one after the other. Valbar rushed up to Celica to help her. Saber ran over to Nomah, Boey, and Mae to support them, as they had formed a small magic unit together to protect each other from the Mogalls’ assault, but had failed and were on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. Leon stood up and shot down first two, then three Mogalls.

The Archanean sisters were only just barely able to keep up with the Mogalls from the skies, so the two Gold Knights rushed to their aid. The moment they saw Mycen and Zeke, all three of their lances suddenly froze.

“It can’t be…! He should be dead!” Palla said as she looked not at Mycen, but Zeke. She was certain she had seen his golden hair and valiant figure atop his horse before.

“You must be mistaken. This is Valentia!” Catria said.

“But that lance has to be Gradivus…!”

They didn’t even wait for Est to finish her sentence before they all stared at each other in disbelief at this impossible coincidence.

Following Mycen’s orders, Zeke’s horse kicked up its legs and flailed around to scatter the giant crowd of Mogalls, opening a path for Mila’s Restoration Army to escape. They fled the altar and returned to the passageways. The majestic image of Duma was now far off in the distance, where his entrails looked like those of the entire planet’s.

The Mogalls were confused that the life energy around them had vanished so suddenly, and all whirled around in a single spot together in vain. Now that Mila’s Restoration Army had retreated, in their eyes, the creatures looked like the planet’s wriggling skin. Then, they saw Alm walking alone through the sea of Mogalls.

It was the strangest sight they had ever seen. The Mogalls did not bare their fangs at Alm, rather, they did the exact opposite. The horde parted of their own volition, opening up a path straight to the altar for him. Could they not suck the energy out of him? Had his presence disappeared completely, so there was nothing for them to sense?

Neither of those possibilities was correct. Celica was the first to notice that, and she pointed into the distance, where Jedah was being lifted up into the air and strangled by Duma’s intestines. Like a candle dripping wax, Mogalls were still being birthed from his flesh, but when they broke away from his body, they were already dead and rotting.

“It’s true!” Nomah was overcome with emotion as he said, “Duma is wishing for his own death. Sage Halcyon, our deepest desire was the exact same as the gods!”

Everyone present saw Falchion emit a light like that of the sun.

The moment the gods died, only the members of the clergy heard their final words - Celica, Nomah, Silque, Genny, Boey, and Mae. They all fell to their knees and clasped their hands in front of their chests as the gods’ voices passed over their heads.

“Sister.” That voice was Duma’s.

“Brother.” It was Mila’s voice that answered him.

“We were wrong.” The two said in harmony before vanishing, ending the lives of the two gods that had ruled over Valentia for thousands of years.

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FE2 Novelization Translation - Book 2 Chapter 5 Part 3

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Chapter 5: The Altar and the Final Act of the War

Part 3 - My Father, Rudolf

The white light Alm saw was not the flame of a lanturn, but a faint light that made it difficult to make anything out, like the street lamps of a town where powdery snow was currently falling.

With each step he took alone through the darkness, he became a little more lost in his thoughts, forcing him to face the true nature of his crime. He would never be able to go back to who he once was. Delthea was fortunate that the one moment she could not remember was the one in which she killed her brother.

But Alm remembered everything as clearly as if it had just happened. The moment the sword in his hand sliced into Rudolf’s neck. The moment Rudolf’s head separated entirely from his body. The moment Rudolf’s head fell to the stone floor with a thud. In the darkness, Alm’s head vividly replayed the entire event as he screamed over and over and over. When his soul was utterly exhausted and could not take any more, he met a white dragon. The faint white light he saw was actually the glow emanating from its fur, as it reminisced on the days when it flew through the heavens.

The white dragon was blind. Like an elderly dog, its massive body was limp, with the only exception being its head, which it rose elegantly to turn its cloudy eyes towards Alm, even if its pupils could no longer see him. Then it bit at the longer, thicker fur on its chest, as if it was scratching flea bites with its mouth, until it finally pulled out a sword.

Once it had the sword in its mouth, it placed its head, nearly as long as Alm was tall, next to him, and pointed the hilt at him. He had no need to ascertain that it was Falchion, the sword Rudolf sealed Mila within. He could simply sense exactly what it was. The dragon was telling him to take it.

He wrapped his hand around the hilt. Rudolf had once held this sword. It was as warm as the belly of a small animal, as if the dragon’s body heat circulated through the sword as well.

The instant he touched Falchion, the dragon suddenly took Alm into its lizard-like arms. As it pulled him towards its chest, he became engulfed in its fur.

Its chest was so warm that he felt as if he was drunk, and he could not help but close his eyes. He looked just as he did when Mycen saw him on the day of his birth, swaddled and asleep in his white blanket.

“My son.” He may have heard Rudolf’s voice. He may have remembered what it felt like suckling on his mother’s soft breast for the first time, even now. But he wasn’t certain. All he knew was that all of his guilt, all of his sins, and everything he had done in preparation to bring him this far vanished, leaving him in a state of pure peace and tranquility, floating in a void that protected him from everything.

But that was all just a dream that he needed to wake up from. He felt for a moment that everything was forgiven, but that was all just a dream that he needed to wake up from.

Alm opened his eyes once more, but the white dragon’s chest was not there, leaving him wondering where it was.

He was left with only the feeling of Falchion in his hands.

The white dragon was a sacred beast gifted to Rudolf by Duma, as proof that Duma had placed him under his protection. Now that Rudolf was no longer under Duma’s protection, so too did the white dragon vanish.

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“So the sword Mila is sealed within is indeed Falchion.” Mycen said when he saw the object in Alm’s hands upon his return, before even congratulating him for his efforts in retrieving it.

“It is known as the sword wielded by the hero Anri of ancient times, and it was also used by Marth to quell the recent war in Archanea. I wonder what history’s whims has in store for both Gradivus and Falchion. Why must this legendary sword and lance from a foreign country be so far away in Valentia? War and peace… Hatred and love… Failure and success… First meetings and final partings... Is history doing everything it can to weave our two continents together? It’s as if it is saying to us that when it is finished, our fighting spirit will transcend both Duma and Mila, and secure our place in the universe, like we are a part of a larger tapestry.”

Mycen thought at that moment that while he was the Holy Knight of Zofia, it was not actually his homeland that he truly valued. He had served the emperor of his enemy nation, Rudolf.

‘Without a country to serve, I am nothing more than a man who fights. So why would I fight? Is such a thing possible? Will I return home without a reason, to fight purely for fighting’s sake? Is fighting what we consider pure?’

Those thoughts were the exact same as Duma’s teachings. Everything Duma taught was pure, with nothing more to it. Mycen and all other Units were actually Duma’s sons and daughters.

Meaning that the pure history that Units carved into the world was too about to reach its end. Because Duma taught such purity, in the end, he had no choice but to desire his own destruction. If people are taught teachings that are pure, then they will insist that everything must be simple and pure. And when people insist that everything must be simple and pure, then their purity will immediately be tainted.

Silque told Alm that Celica was most likely headed towards Duma’s Altar, into her own personal hell. But Alm did not move a single eyebrow, nor did he even say that they must hurry.

What he saw in that moment was no longer the days of peace that he would welcome with his beloved Celica.

He straddled Gray’s horse once again, turned around in front of the knight statue, and started calmly walking down the dark passageway, towards Duma’s Altar.

Zeke stared at Falchion in Alm’s hand, his eyes clear, the black abyss returning to them that would make one mistake them for the eyes of the goddess.

He might have just remembered everything.

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Soleil / Dwyer S Support Translation

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[ディーア]

１…２…１…２…

くるっとターン…▼

Dwyer: 1… 2… 1… 2… Turn…

[ソレイユ]

はい！　はい！　ほほい！

からの…ターン！▼

はぁ…はぁ…▼

Soleil: Ha! Ha! Hyah! And then… turn! Pant… Pant…

[ディーア]

お疲れ様…

ほら、冷たいお茶だ…▼

Dwyer: Good work… Here, a cold tea…

[ソレイユ]

ありがと。

で、どうかな？　あたしの踊りは？▼

Soleil: Thanks. So, how was it? My dancing?

[ディーア]

独特の味が出てきたとは思う…▼

Dwyer: I think it has a unique flair to it now…

[ソレイユ]

遠���しじゃなくて

はっきりと言って欲しいんだけど。▼

Soleil: Don’t beat around the bush! I want you to give it to me straight.

[ディーア]

雨乞いの踊りから…

鳥の求愛ダンスに変わったかな…▼

Dwyer: I would say… it’s changed from a rain dance… to a bird courting dance…

[ソレイユ]

ううう…

それは上達とは言わないよね…▼

Soleil: Ugh… I can’t say that’s an improvement, huh…

[ディーア]

そんなに落ち込むな…

やる気とめげない心はすごいと思うぞ…▼

Dwyer: Don’t get so down about it… I think your determination and heart that doesn’t get discouraged is amazing…

[ソレイユ]

なぐさめてくれてありがと。▼

でも、これだけ練習してるのに

なかなか上手く踊れないものね。▼

はぁ…あたし…

やっぱり才能ないなー…▼

Soleil: Thanks for the encouragement. But I’ve practiced this much, yet I still can’t dance very good! Sigh… I… really don’t have any talent for it, I guess…

[ディーア]

練習なら俺が付き合ってやる…

上手く踊れるようになるまでな…▼

Dwyer: Whenever you practice, I’ll be there… Until you can dance well…

[ソレイユ]

あはは！▼

そんなこと言っていいのかな？

きっと後悔すると思うよ？▼

Soleil: Ah ha ha! Are you sure you should say something like that? I think you’ll totally regret it!

[ディーア]

…なぜだ？▼

Dwyer: …Why?

[ソレイユ]

だって、あたしが上手く踊れるまで

練習に付き合ってくれるってことはさ…▼

ディーアはあたしの練習に、

一生、付き合うことになっちゃうよ？▼

Soleil: Because you being there when I practice until I can dance well means… you’ll end up being there when I practice for our whole lives!

[ディーア]

…別にそれでもかまわない。▼

Dwyer: …Even then, I wouldn’t really mind that.

[ソレイユ]

…え？▼

Soleil: …Huh?

[ディーア]

一生、練習に付き合ってやる…

ソレイユの側で、ずっと…▼

Dwyer: Being there when you practice for our whole lives… Being by your side forever…

[ソレイユ]

ん？▼

ちょ、ちょっと待って…

一生？　側で？　ずっと？▼

そ、それって…▼

Soleil: Huh? W-Wait a minute… For our whole lives? By my side? Forever? Th-That means…

[ディーア]

俺じゃあ…ダメか？▼

Dwyer: Am I… no good?

[ソレイユ]

ダメじゃない！

全然、ダメじゃない！▼

あたしも…

ディーアのことが気になってたから…▼

嬉しい。

すごく嬉しい。▼

Soleil: You’re not no good! You’re not no good at all! I’ve… come to like you too, so… I’m happy. Very happy.

[ディーア]

そっか…▼

Dwyer: I see…

[ソレイユ]

あっ！

でもやっぱり、それじゃダメ！▼

Soleil: Ah! But that still wouldn’t be any good!

[ディーア]

…なんでだ？▼

Dwyer: …Why?

[ソレイユ]

だってそれだと…

あたしが上手く踊れるようになったら…▼

ディーアはどこかに…

行っちゃうってことでしょ？▼

Soleil: Because then… If I did become able to dance well… You would… go somewhere else, right?

[ディーア]

…安心しろ。

…それはない。▼

Dwyer: …Don’t worry. …That wouldn’t happen.

[ソレイユ]

それって、一生、あたしの踊りが

上手くならないと思ってるってこと？▼

Soleil: Does that mean you think I won’t get good at dancing in my lifetime?

[ディーア]

…………▼

Dwyer: …………

[ソレイユ]

なんでそこで黙るの！▼

Soleil: Why is that where you went quiet?!

[ディーア]

はは。

今のは冗談だ。▼

上手く踊れるようになっても…

俺はソレイユの側にいつまでもいるさ…▼

Dwyer: Ha ha. That was a joke. Even if you become able to dance well… I’ll be by your side forever…

[ソレイユ]

…うん。

ありがと。▼

じゃあ、踊りの練習を続けようかな。

ディーア、しっかり見ててよね！▼

Soleil: …Yeah! Thanks! Now then, I think I’ll continue dance practice! Dwyer, you watch closely, okay?

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Localization:

Dwyer: One and two, one and two, and TURN!

Soleil: OK! One and two, three and four aaaand... turn! Whew...

Dwyer: You've been working hard. Here, have some cold tea.

Soleil: Thanks. So? How was my dancing?

Dwyer: I think it really...showed your unique personality...

Soleil: That's not an answer! Just come out and tell me what you thought.

Dwyer: It's less like a rain dance now and more like a pigeon's courtship dance...

Soleil: Ugh...that's not much of an improvement.

Dwyer: Don't be too hard on yourself. I think your determination in the face of failure is noble.

Soleil: Thanks for trying, but... I'd feel better if any of this practice seemed to be helping at all. *sigh* Guess I was just born with two left feet.

Dwyer: Nonsense. I'll stay and help you practice until you get good, if I must.

Soleil: Ahahaha! Better be careful what you promise. You might end up regretting it.

Dwyer: Why's that?

Soleil: Think about what you're saying. You'll stay to help me until I get good? You could be stuck watching me practice for the rest of your life.

Dwyer: Eh. If that's what it takes.

Soleil: ...Seriously?

Dwyer: Yeah. We're friends, right? A real friend would do that for you.

Soleil: Wow. You're giving me a lot of credit. I don't know if I'd be that good a friend if the tables were turned.

Dwyer: Sure you would. I have total faith in you. We've been together this long, after all.

Soleil: I hope you're right... Heh. You know, whatever anyone else says, you have your moments, Dwyer.

Dwyer: I do? Wait, what do other people say?

Soleil: Oh! But there's a problem. If I did get good at dancing, you wouldn't need to hang around anymore, huh?

Dwyer: ...You don't need to worry about that.

Soleil: Because I'll never get good?!

Dwyer: ...

Soleil: I was afraid of that...

Dwyer: Soleil! I was just kidding. Even when you learn to dance, I'll still stick by you.

Soleil: Oh! Well, that's a relief. Then let's get back to it! Watch closely, Dwyer—here I go!

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FE2, 8 Novelization Translations - Now in PDF Format!

I've had a volunteer assisting with a couple aspects of the FE novelizations recently, ShadowZant - as they read through each novel, they have been pointing out typos to me, cleaning up the artwork, and converting the text and art to PDF files! Thank you to ShadowZant!

I've fixed the typos in the Google Doc files for FE2, FE6, and FE8.

As for the PDFS, so far, there are PDFs for both FE8 books, and FE2 book 1. I have them saved in my public Google Drive folders for the novelization translations.

Here's the FE2 folder:

And here's the FE8 folder:

I've been getting some requests for EPUB files recently as well, and that is definitely on the to-be-accomplished list! If anyone can help with making EPUB files of a novelization or 2, it would be a huge help! I have a lot of translation requests that I am still focusing all of my attention on, and the FE1 novelization is turning out to be another book at a higher reading level like FE2 was.

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FE2 Novelization Translation - Book 2 Chapter 5 Part 2

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Chapter 5: The Altar and the Final Act of the War

Part 2 - The Planet’s Entrails

Mila’s Restoration Army was wrong. Only the person who defeated Emperor Rudolf could stand before Duma. Even if Celica, Saber, or any of the others possessed Falchion with Mila sealed inside, such a small detail would not matter, because it would mean Falchion was not in the hands of the person who had killed Rudolf.

And that logic assumed they had found Falchion in the first place. However, as they traveled the exact path Sonya taught them to reach Duma’s Altar, they learned not even a hint as to where Falchion was hidden.

Celica and her allies only saw the grotesque sight before them as an altar because they knew to call it that long before they had ever seen it. It was so ugly and repulsive that it seemed to be the exact opposite of a holy site. However, that was nothing more than a conclusion made from a Zofian’s point of view. If a Zofian could not see holiness in the ugly and repulsive, then it proved for certain just how shallow Zofia’s soul was.

Duma’s Altar was constructed in the proper form of an altar by stacking many layers of stone brick atop the floor of this giant underground cave. It enshrined what looked like the belly of a giant beast, with the bloody organs within it still alive and writhing, buried within the altar's stone surface. And Jedah was there to guard it.

The collection of giant purple, dark blue, and rainbow-colored masses, each covered in a thin membrane, could be nothing other than the beast’s entrails. Altogether, they were about the size of a small hut, and snaked around the stone bricks like the roots of a tree. 

This beast was Duma himself.

He was here for the sole purpose of waiting for the person with Falchion to come before him. He had reconnected himself to his physical body in Valentia, sliced himself open to expose his weak spots, and laid his weakened body across the altar to welcome the end of his life.

However, none of the people before him now were the person he was waiting for. The members of Mila’s Restoration Army were not those who would slay him.

And so, he granted new power to Jedah. Because he could not be slain by Celica nor any of her allies, there was no need for him to use Jedah to guard the altar. But Duma would live by his teachings until his last moment. He must continue his cruelty until his final breath.

Jedah’s dark robes began to swell in a strange, grotesque fashion. Something was being birthed from his flesh. This process was different from the summoning ritual of a Cantor. Duma was carving up Jedah’s flesh to spawn one of his servant Terrors, called Mogalls.

The Mogalls were Jedah’s wicked heart incarnate. They were lumps of flesh covered in filth, gluttonous souls given physical form, covered entirely in mouths. Their numbers were soon greater than anyone could count, and they vigorously chomped their fangs as they wriggled through the air. And to stack the odds against Celica and her allies even further, they continued to split and multiply on their own, even after separating from Jedah’s body.

The Archanean sisters could easily defeat Mogalls with their Triangle Attack. However, the problem was the monsters’ sheer numbers. The sisters were forced to give up on their Triangle Attack, and fight on their own.

Celica sliced open one Mogall after the other, but it seemed unlikely that she would be able to take even a single step forward. Saber had no choice but to stop to clean his sword each and every time he cut down a Mogall, otherwise their sticky body fluids would quickly start to make the blade rust. No matter how many Mogalls Valbar skewered with his lance, he could not keep up with them, and even Boey and Mae burning them to a crisp could do little to reduce their numbers. Nomah’s Sagittae was not much more effective than their Fire spells, and Genny rushed around healing on her exhausted allies as fast as she could, sparing not even a single moment to catch her breath.

Not a single one of them could get close to Jedah to land a hit on him, and stop the Mogalls at their source.

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Hi ! Recently I have been wondering about Yunaka’s past ! See in the Engage manga it’s presenting her parents selling her to the assassin who raised her. I thought it was just an adaptation divergence but in her events in FEH Yunaka also stated to have been sold so i have been wondering if the localization for engage didnt tweaked that detail or if its just a retcon.

I read through all of Yunaka's supports, and though she mentions bits and pieces of her past in multiple conversations, there's two support chains where she specifically mentions that her parents gave her away: Alear and Citrinne.

Details under cut for spoilers.

Yunaka / Alear Supports

But before I get into the main topic at hand, in the A support, I wanted to point out that in Japanese, Yunaka actually does say that she was an assassin before trailing off. In localization, she trails off before getting to the word "assassin."

Localization:

Yunaka: This isn’t easy for me, but I want you to know why I’ve had a hard time telling the truth. Yunaka: So I’m just going to lay it all out there, OK? The truth is, I… Yunaka: The truth is, I… I used to be…

Japanese:

[ユナカ] (Yunaka) 今日は…わたくしめが今まで ついてきた嘘についてです。▼ (Today is... about the lie I've told until now.) も、ものすごく言いづらいのですが… (I-It's really hard for me to talk about it, but...) わたくしめは…実は…▼ (I actually...) 実は昔、暗殺者を…▼ (actually long ago, was an assassin...)

Now on to the S Support!

The Japanese and localization are worded the same way.

Localization:

"...her parents, who left her when she was young."

Japanese:

"自分のことを捨てた両親…" (her parents, who left her...)

The specific word Yunaka uses is suteru. It is most commonly used when someone throws an object away in the garbage/etc. But it can also refer to a person abandoning or leaving another person.

So there's no real difference here between localization and Japanese. I even decided to translate the Japanese using the same wording, since I didn't see a particular reason to choose anything different.

Yunaka / Citrinne Supports:

Localization:

Her parents abandon her. She isn’t even old enough to understand why. But then a man takes her in…an assassin.

Japanese:

物心がついた頃、「私」は捨てられました。(Around the time of my earliest memories, "I" was abandoned.) 拾ったのは殺し屋の男…▼ (The person to take me in was a man who was an assassin...)

Again, Yunaka uses the same word as with Alear - suteru.

Then, the assassin 'takes her in.' This is a pretty direct translation of the Japanese word used, hirou. Hirou is used to refer to someone picking up an object, or, like in this case, someone taking another person with them (willingly or not, depends on exact context).

Yunaka's pronouns as Yunaka vs. Larimar

Also notable is that in Japanese, Yunaka does not refer to herself and her actions as Larimar in the third person at all. She still uses her I-pronoun, watakushime, both when talking about her time as Larimar, and as her current Yunaka self.

Conclusion

And that's everything I noticed that was worth pointing out! It seems the exact nuance of Yunaka's parents selling her to the assassin is indeed a quasi-canon fact of Heroes and the manga. ("Quasi" in the sense that Heroes and the manga are still officially released FE materials, but not part of the exact Engage canon.)

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Could you translate Louis and Jade's C support? I didn't quite get what Louis "figured out" about Jade, and I wonder if it was more clear in the original japanese

I provided a full translation of the support in another post, but I think that including some analysis will help answer the exact question of what Louis "figured out" about Jade, and how clear the Japanese was about it.

In short, I don't think the Japanese is any clearer really. Also, the exact wording Louis uses to discuss Jade's secret is pretty different in Japanese - so this post addresses that, too!

After reading the convo in Japanese and English, then staring at it for a good minute, I realized that Louis is saying he figured out that Jade secretly likes to write comedy novels.

I think this support was written assuming the reader already knows Jade wants to keep her novel-writing hobby a secret. Which I don't think is something that comes up in-game until you start reading her support conversations? Maybe it's in some Somniel convos? I don't remember. But even if you do know before reading this support, it's still not entirely clear that Louis is referring to her novel writing. Each reader's experience will vary, but it can feel more like he brings it up out of the blue as a change in the subject, not as a continuation of the "I know your secret" topic.

Here's the relavent snippet of the support, and my translation of the Japanese, below:

Localization:

Louis: But it’s undeniable that there are certain things you keep carefully concealed, yes? Louis: Secrets that only a select few are privy to. Jade: … Louis: But I know all about them. Jade: I have no idea what you’re talking about. Louis: You have a new novel in the works, don’t you? A comedy that is frivolous in the extreme? Jade: Louis, I’m sure I didn’t hear you mention a new book just now.

Japanese:

[ルイ] ですが、 貴方には隠された一面があるのも事実では？▼ 一部の者しか知らない、真実の姿が。▼ Louis: But isn’t it also true that you have a side you keep hidden? A true self that only a fraction of people know about. [ジェーデ] …………▼ Jade: ………… [ルイ] 僕は知っていますよ。 貴方の真の姿を。▼ Louis: I know. Your true self. [ジェーデ] な、何をバカなことを…▼ Jade: Wh-what nonsense… [ルイ] 小説を書いているそうですね。 しかも、真面目さの欠片もないお笑い小説を。▼ Louis: You seem to be writing a novel. And it’s a comedy novel without even a shred of seriousness. [ジェーデ] …ルイ、忠告しておくわ。口は災いの元よ。 つまらない戯言で命を落としたくはないでしょう。▼ Jade: …Louis, a word of advice. The mouth is the source of disaster. You do not want to lose your life over meaningless drivel, do you?

As you can see by putting the two versions next to each other, Louis doesn't say in Japanese that Jade has -things- she keeps carefully concealed, but a -part- of herself she keeps hidden.

First, he uses the word 一面 (ichimen) which can refer to the physical side of something, like one side of dice; or a metaphorical side, like one side of a person's personality.

He then uses 姿 (sugata) ,which has a bunch of different translations depending on the exact context: figure, form, shape, appearance... I also commonly translate it as "silhouette," even though you don't see that translation in dictionaries much, because it is often used in Japanese to describe how someone/ thing looks in low light, fog, smoke, etc. In this case, I went with "true self" as the translation for 真実の姿 (shinjitsu no sugata), because "form" didn't feel quite right. I think "true form" is used more in the case of someone who has two (or more) physical forms, like the Mankete do. Which is not the context here.

Calling Jade's hidden novel-writing hobby her "true self" vs "something she keeps hidden" doesn't significantly alter the conversation though. When Louis then brings up that Jade is writing a comedy novel, he doesn't say "your true self is that you are a comedy writer" or "your carefully concealed secret is that you are writing a comedy novel", or something of that sort. He just says "you have a true side" in Japanese, and "you have a secret" in English, then mentions the novel. Doesn't make it any more immediately clear that the two topics are connected, I would say.

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Louis / Jade C Support Translation

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[ジェーデ]

ルイ、私に何か用？

さっきからずっとこっちを見ているけど。▼

Jade: Louis, do you have business with me? You’ve been staring over here for a while now.

[ルイ]

これは失礼しました。

ブロディア王国の戦士、ジェーデさん。▼

貴方に興味があったので、つい…▼

Louis: I apologize for that. Knight of the Kingdom of Brodia, Jade. I had an interest in you, so it wasn’t on purpose…

[ジェーデ] (Jade)

興味？▼

Jade: Interest?

[ルイ]

常に冷静沈着で任務を適格に遂行。

主の命令には絶対に逆らわず…そして、▼

敵には一切の容赦もない。

その様から冷酷非道と評されることもある、と。▼

Louis: You are always calm and collected when expertly carrying out your duties. You never disobey your lord’s orders… And neither do you show your enemy any mercy at all. So much so that you have been critiqued as cruel and inhumane.

[ジェーデ]

…興味があるとは、

随分とかわいい言い方をしたものね。▼

危険人物扱いしたいのなら好きにすればいい…

私も貴方を完璧に信用しているわけではないわ。▼

Jade: …Saying you have an interest in me is quite a cute way of putting it, now isn’t it? If you want to treat me as a dangerous person, do as you please… It’s not as if I fully trust you either.

[ルイ]

危険人物だなんて、そんな。

誤解を招いてしまいましたね。▼

ですが、

貴方には隠された一面があるのも事実では？▼

一部の者しか知らない、真実の姿が。▼

Louis: A dangerous person? Oh my! I’ve unintentionally invited a misunderstanding. But isn’t it also true that you have a side you keep hidden? A true self that only a fraction of people know about.

[ジェーデ]

…………▼

Jade: …………

[ルイ]

僕は知っていますよ。

貴方の真の姿を。▼

Louis: I know. Your true self.

[ジェーデ]

な、何をバカなことを…▼

Jade: Wh-what nonsense…

[ルイ]

小説を書いているそうですね。

しかも、真面目さの欠片もないお笑い小説を。▼

Louis: You seem to be writing a novel. And it’s a comedy novel without even a shred of seriousness.

[ジェーデ]

…ルイ、忠告しておくわ。口は災いの元よ。

つまらない戯言で命を落としたくはないでしょう。▼

Jade: …Louis, a word of advice. The mouth is the source of disaster. You do not want to lose your life over meaningless drivel, do you?

[ルイ]

安心してください。

誰にも話しませんから。▼

Louis: Please rest assured, because I will not speak to anyone about this.

[ジェーデ]

その言葉に嘘偽りがないのなら…

安心していいのは私ではなく貴方の方よ。▼

明日も変わらずに朝日を拝めそう、とね。▼

Jade: If those words are not false, then… the one who should rest assured is not me, but you. Be just as thankful tomorrow for the morning sun, as they say.

[ルイ]

なるほど。

肝に銘じておきますね、ジェーデさん。▼

Louis: Of course. I will take that to heart, Jade.

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Localization:

Jade: Louis…you’ve been staring at me for a troubling amount of time. Do you need something?

Louis: Good knight of Brodia, please pardon any offense I have caused.

Louis: My profound interest in you drives me to act in perhaps inadvisable ways.

Jade: You call staring an “interest”?

Louis: You carry out each mission with such grace, and never question an order from your prince.

Louis: Moreover, you are so merciless in battle that some might unfairly deem you to be inhuman.

Jade: Ah. We seem to be well beyond “interest” now. Are you trying to be cute?

Jade: If you think I’m dangerous, I won’t argue. I don’t completely trust you either.

Louis: Dangerous? Not at all. I fear I’ve once again given you the wrong idea.

Louis: But it’s undeniable that there are certain things you keep carefully concealed, yes?

Louis: Secrets that only a select few are privy to.

Jade: …

Louis: But I know all about them.

Jade: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Louis: You have a new novel in the works, don’t you? A comedy that is frivolous in the extreme?

Jade: Louis, I’m sure I didn’t hear you mention a new book just now.

Louis: Please. I am a paragon of discretion.

Jade: Oh, I believe you will be. You already know well enough to describe me as merciless.

Jade: Take a break from your “interests” and enjoy a long, natural life of minding your own business.

Louis: Very good, Jade. I shall take that under advisement.

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FE2 Novelization Translation - Book 2 Chapter 5 Part 1

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Chapter 5: The Altar and the Final Act of the War

Part 1 - The Mystery of Gradivus

How could one even begin to describe the underground passages of Rigel Castle? Alm thought it likely that the true purpose of the castle was here within them. This long, long hell on earth led vertically through the mountain range Rigel Castle was built upon, and was connected by a spiral staircase just like the one leading up Duma’s Tower. Meaning that the mountain range itself had been reformed into a massive tower. While Celica and her allies climbed up it, Alm climbed down it. The only proof in existence that this hell was not bottomless was the feeling that if someone fell, there would eventually be a bottom for them to land on. Sure enough, in time, Alm reached the bottom, which led to horizontal passages.

It had a spherical ceiling typical of structures built underground, however, it was bigger in size than even an entire village. And as luxurious as the castle was, even it could not compare to this. Both the ceiling, clearly rounded in such a way that it imitated the skies themselves, and the walls, which felt as if they had no end, were entirely covered in gold.

Gold does not emit any light on its own, but somehow the passages had been constructed to look as if it did. Alm guessed that the passages were connected to a storage room in the castle by pipes through which oil was constantly supplied to countless lanterns. The collective light created by the lanterns was so bright that it felt as if he was standing aboveground in the midday sun, but the light from each individual lantern was so small that it truly felt like the gold itself emitted it.

The path beneath that dazzling light was laid perfectly with a layer of stone tiles. Not a single gap existed between any of the tiles. Then, a thick layer of soft sand had been spread evenly across the stone. That was the reason why Mycen said to Alm that he must ride a sacred horse.

The passages were constructed specifically so that they could be traversed riding a sacred horse. The purpose of the sand was to help the horses’ hooves not tire out too quickly. 

What must have been most important to Rudolf was not the castle, but these passages that led to Duma’s Altar. He must have ridden his horse through these giant tunnels countless times, contemplating his fate. Feeling the wind coming from within the altar in the innermost depths blow around him, imagining the time that he knew would one day come, screaming in fear of the inevitable tragedy, while also laughing with joy that his dream would be realized. These passages were surely the one and only place where Rudolf could reveal his true thoughts and feelings.

Alm borrowed Gray’s sacred horse, and took the reins. Mycen was behind him, followed by Zeke atop his golden horse, with Silque bringing up the rear, holding the reins of Mathilda’s horse. They traveled together in a straight line, and at a walking pace.

“May we go with you?”

When Zeke and Silque asked Alm that question, he did not answer. His silence alone was proof that he would allow them. 

Mycen did not feel he had the right to prevent them from asking. Though Rudolf never stated it aloud, his involving them in this fate implied that they should bear witness to its final event.

Alm was as honorable as ever, and did not falter when he gave both his other allies in the Knights of Zofia, as well as the remnants of Rigel’s Army, the order to take care of the remaining work to be done now that the war was over. They were to pursue anyone still insisting on remaining loyal to Rudolf.

With his orders given, he turned towards the underground passages. His inner turmoil did not show on his face, nor did he show even a shred of emotion towards the fact that the Knights of Zofia won the war.

The only other people who knew Rudolf was his father were the three people following him into the passages, and General Massena.

-

“Before long, Duma Tower will be above us.” Mycen said. 

If that was the case, then he should hurry along faster, but instead, he pulled his horse’s reins and stopped moving.

“Rudolf said to me that a side tunnel was dug to house a sealed sword. A statue of a black knight will signal to us that we are near its entrance.”

Just as he said, they could see a statue of a knight far off in the distance, currently so small it was just a speck. The group had been continuing further down the current passage, so they changed course, and started moving towards the statue. Before they reached the entrance to the side tunnel, Mycen let out a gasp in surprise and quickly jumped off his horse.

The item he was staring at was the lance in the knight statue’s hand. He seemed to have sensed there was something special about it. Its long handle was most likely made of obsidian, as it was black and shone brilliantly. The design carved into the handle was filled with silver, and the spearhead was forged from gold.

“Gradivus…” Mycen said quietly to himself.

But Zeke heard him, and the color drained from his face.

‘Gradivus?’ That was the name of the lance he was always holding in the dreams that haunted him over and over again.

There was no questioning that this lance was just as black and smooth as that one…

Mycen knew what it was because he was such an experienced knight. When he took it from the statue, it felt heavy in his hands. “Far away in Archanea, there is a legendary lance known by all in the Kingdom of Grust. I’ve had the honor of hearing about it many times myself. It is wielded by the famous General Camus of the Sable Knights. I’m certain this is that very lance, Gradivus. However, I heard that Camus died in battle, and that Grust has reunified under a new king.”

As Mycen continued his explanation, Zeke’s mind finally fell into chaos. ‘I have wielded this lance before. I am certain of it. But when? Where? Princess Nyna? Who is Princess Nyna…?’

“It is probably a memento from Rudolf.” Mycen said. Everyone else had already jumped off their horses as well at this point, so he was able to hand Gradivus directly to Alm.

However, Alm passed it over from his right to his left hand, and immediately gave it to Zeke.

“You are the general Rudolf trusted most. You should be the one to wield it.”

Alm had no reason to feel sentimental about a keepsake from his father. Even if he had decided to accept his fate in its entirety, it was arguable that Mycen’s comforting words just now were far too insensitive. 

‘It’s a memento from my father? How could I possibly view anything from the man I killed with my own hands as a keepsake?’ But Alm’s heart only wavered for a trivial moment. He had made his decision. He would do nothing, not even shed a single tear, until everything was over.

Zeke stared down at Gradivus as his eyes widened. All he could do in this moment was gasp at how magnificently it fit in his hands. Alm walked away from his side, and behind the knight statue.

The side tunnel was completely dark. Not even the light of the lanterns nor the light reflecting off the gold panels near the entrance reached within. Rudolf must have dug it with his own hands. And at the very end of it, the sword that had sealed Mila and would destroy Duma slept deeply, awaiting Alm’s arrival.

“Rudolf is telling me from the other side to go alone.” Alm refused to even say the word “father” right now. As he disappeared into the darkness, the only thing that followed him was his footsteps.

-

Time passed. Too much time. Alm had still not returned yet.

Deeper within passages, so deep that the gold paneling had run out, the remaining rock walls were entirely bare, and the path before the group started to narrow, Silque was the first to notice a person collapsed on the ground far off in the distance

She sped her horse up to rush over to the person, and confirmed that it was a woman with a knife sticking out of her chest. They were too late. She was already gone. Neither Mycen, Zeke, nor Silque had no way of knowing that she was Sonya, the very person who had used the last of her magical power to free the Knights of Zofia from the Dragon’s Maw. 

Still, seeing her clothing gave Silque an ominous feeling. “She was a Zofian mage. That means Lady Celica must have been here!” She said to Mycen as she turned ghostly pale. 

Without the sword to seal Duma, without Alm, Duma’s Altar was Celica’s hell on earth.

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Regarding Arval, I wanted to add that the artist who Drew Arval for FEH added the tag 性別不明/ambiguous gender to their posting of the art on pixiv. From what I understood Japanese fans thought that Arval was originally male because of their speech but they view them as having a gender corresponding to Shee’s gender so I guess that would mean Arval can aslo be seen as genderfluid or enby.

I think you're right that the intended idea for Three Hopes was to consider Arval as matching Shez's gender. I think I even had that possibility on my mind as I wrote out my Arval post, but then it completely slipped my mind to bring it up.

I can see why Japanese fans assumed Arval was decidedly male at first, because of their pronoun choices. I played Three Hopes in Japanese, and had the same assumption as well. It takes a bit more context to realize that the dev team was going for an androgynous appearance.

Then Arval was chosen to be considered nonbinary or genderless for Heroes specifically, because they aren't directly connected to either gender of Shez in that particular game. ...At least in localization, I don't think the Japanese version is as clear-cut due to how often pronouns are omitted in the language.

They defintely have their own unique gender fluidity, very loosely in the same vein as the Avatar characters. But instead of picking one gender to be the "main" one - like Engage did for male Robin, female Corrin, and male Byleth - the English-language localization team went with 'they/them' pronouns, as that could work in Arval's unique case.

All that to say, I agree that Arval can be seen as genderfluid or enby. There's plenty of wiggle room for each person to come up with their own exact headcanon for Arval's identity.

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Hi! Thank you for everything you do, I'm sure that it's a lot of work.

I am doing a master thesis on video game localisation and I wanted to ask if it's okay to use some of your translations to compare it with the official localisation since I can't speak Japanese? I would understand if you don't want to. Of course you would be credited.

Absolutely, you have my full permission! I chose to keep translation as my hobby and not to it professionally because I am the type to almost always support the free flow of knowledge and information. :)

Also let me know if you ever have any questions - I can always add a deeper dive into the full context of the original Japanese and word choices, etc. if needed for full detail.

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FE6 Novelization Translation - Chapter 18 Section 5

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Chapter 18: The Binding Blade (Section 5)

*Note: The 1st 13 chapters are FE7's novelization.

Galle made the first move.

He closed the gap between them in one swift movement, then thrust his sharp lance, aiming straight at Melady’s torso.

She narrowly dodged it. Usually, she wasn’t able to dodge any of Galle’s attacks. The best she could do was block them. But right now, things were different. After fighting in so many battles over the course of this war, Galle and his wyvern were exhausted. They couldn’t move like they usually did.

Now that the two wyverns had traded positioning, Galle started to circle his wyvern around to completely change course. But by the time he finished his maneuver, Melady had already turned her mount Tryffin around, and was charging straight at Galle.

“What?!” He was in awe at how quickly Melady moved. 

Within a split second after they’d passed by each other, she’d changed direction. It is an accomplishment that can only be made when a horse and its rider… no, a wyvern and its rider are in perfect sync.

“Melady… You’ve trained your wyvern well…!” He gasped as she moved in to attack him.

She closed the distance between them, then thrust her steel lance.

He was not yet in position to counterattack, so there was no way he could dodge it.

He made an attempt to block Melady’s lance with his own, but his weapon was at its limit. He’d used it in every battle until now. Unable to hold out any longer, it shattered the moment Melady’s lance made contact with it.

Then, the sharp tip of her spearhead stabbed through his abdomen.

“You did well, Melady… I have no regrets…” When she pulled back, he could already no longer support himself, and his body fell towards the earth below.

Melady flew her wyvern as quickly as she could, and the moment he would have crashed to the ground, she caught him instead.

He was already dead.

“Galle… Galle…” She repeated his name over and over again, her wails resembling those of someone delirious from a fever.

As her beloved slept peacefully in her arms, the red wyvern knight sobbed until her voice gave out.

ー

With Galle’s death, Bern’s wyvern knight unit and main combat force was no more.

Without them to rely on, the remainder of the Bern Army struggled to keep either unit of the Etrurian Army from reaching the shrine.

It was now the Etrurian Army who had the slight advantage in numbers, and as each of the Bern Army’s units were taken out one-by-one, Murdock realized that this battle was lost.

“So this is how it ends… Then in His Majesty’s name, I will take as many of you as I can with me!” Bern’s highest-ranking general rushed onto the front line with the unit he commanded directly close behind.

As he mowed down the common soldiers flocking around him, he shouted, “Such a weak army is no match for Bern’s might! Come at me, all of you!” He pushed his way forward with a look on his face resembling that of a demon.

Archers and mages shot arrows and cast spells directly at him, yet nothing slowed him nor his armored knights down. They flinched not even once as they continued their reckless charge.

“No…! How could anyone put so much pressure on Barthe and Bors…?” Lilina was on the front line, commanding the Knights of Ostia. The way Murdock and his unit fought terrified her.

Bors and Barthe had formed a wall with their knights to halt Murdock’s charge, but even the Knights of Ostia, who had proven themselves to be evenly matched against Etruria’s Imperial Guard, could do little more than put a dent in their speed.

However, once an arrow finally pierced Murdock’s thigh, it dulled his movements just enough to spell the end for his charge, after it had struck such fear in all those around him.

Etrurian soldiers surrounded him and his knights on all sides on an open plain. With nowhere left to run, they started to fall one after the other. Still, until the moment he died, Murdock would do whatever he could to fulfill his duty.

As the circle of enemies closed in on him, he fought as hard as he could to drag out the battle as long as he possibly could, taking even more and more of them with him.

The sun started to set.

As the sunlight turned to red and bathed the battlefield in the color of blood, General Murdock, leader of Bern’s Three Wyvern Generals, finally breathed his last breath.

He alone had killed well over one hundred Etrurian soldiers.

☆

While the Etrurian Army entirely destroyed the Bern Army in a head-to-head battle, they had suffered the greatest losses ever in their country’s entire history.

Over a quarter of their soldiers lost their lives on the battlefield, and over half of those remaining were injured.

But Roy couldn’t afford to stop moving

Now that they knew the Demon Dragon was alive, they couldn’t let their guard down. They had to hurry to Bern Palace immediately, defeat King Zephiel, and confirm the true identity of the Dark Priestess.

When Roy first stepped foot inside the Shrine of Seals alongside Merlinus and Elffin, what first caught his eye was a giant altar standing in front of him. It was constructed of perfectly chiseled and laid stone bricks, stacked like a pyramid. A sword was lodged in its point.

“Is that the Binding Blade?” Roy climbed the altar to get closer to the sword, and tried to pull it out. 

However, no matter how much strength he put into his arms and how red his face became, the sword showed no signs that it had even budged an inch. “It’s no use… I can’t pull it out.”

“Lord Roy, the sword is sealed. Perhaps we need to break the seal first?” Elffin suggested. 

Roy remembered what Guinivere had said to him, and pulled the Fire Emblem from around his neck. “It is the jewel set in the center specifically, red as a burning flame, that is considered the Fire Emblem. Placing it in the hilt of the Binding Blade will break the sword’s seal.”

When he looked closely at the Binding Blade, sure enough, there was a round indent in the hilt.

The Fire Emblem was sure to be the perfect fit for it.

He took the jew out of the amulet holding it as fast as he could, and tried pushing it into the indent.

The Binding Blade had looked just like any other ordinary sword until now, but the moment Roy put the Fire Emblem inside the indent, it emitted a bright light that made everyone instinctively close their eyes. When they reopened them, the sword was radiating a soft, phosphorescent glow.

“I think I can pull it out now! I’m going to try again!” Roy grabbed the hilt sticking out of the altar one more time, and pulled. Doing so before felt strange, as if the sword was sewn into the altar. But this time, it felt completely different.

It was warm, soft, stuck to his palms.

He was able to remove the blade effortlessly from the altar.

The moment he raised it high into the air, he lost consciousness.

ー

A girl was sitting in front of Roy.

Her two different colored eyes - red and green - both had a vacant expression within them.

He heard a voice come from his left.

“No, Durban! Are you really going to kill her? She’s just a girl!”

He looked left.

There, he saw a petite man. The man’s eyes looked directly forward, and were tinged with pity. In his hands was a sword unquestionably longer than he was tall.

Roy had seen that sword before. ‘It’s… Durandal!’

He thought as a voice came from his right.

“Don’t let her deceive you, Roland! Think about how many of our allies are dead because of her!”

He looked right.

This time, he saw a tall, muscular man. All Roy could sense in his eyes was a burning anger and desire to kill. On his shoulder, he carried a giant battle axe so large it could easily cleave a person in two.

Roy had seen that axe before. ‘That has to be… Armads?!’

“Kill her!”

“It’s not right!”

Roy looked left and right, following each of the men’s voices.

‘I don’t understand… What’s happening?!’

His body was moving on its own, and he couldn’t get it to do as he wanted.

He saw a light he had never seen before.

As he panicked because he had no idea what was going on, his eyes rested on the girl in the middle.

“I… I…” Then, the girl’s body was engulfed in darkness.

ー

“...Roy! Lord Roy!”

Merlinus’ voice snapped Roy back to reality.

He looked around, and saw that he was standing on top of the altar in the Shrine of Seals. In his hands was the Binding Blade he’d pulled from the altar…

He was exactly where he thought he should be.

“Lord Roy? Wh-What happened?” Merlinus asked. He seemed worried.

Elffin was also looking at Roy as if something was off.

“...I’m fine. It’s nothing.”

‘What was that scene I just saw?’

Considering that he heard the names “Durban” and “Roland,” and saw them holding two of the Legendary Weapons currently in his army’s possession, it was most likely one of Hartmut’s memories during the Scouring, and he witnessed it because he had just obtained Hartmut’s sword.

But this wasn’t the time to concern himself with such a daydream-like vision.

As he stared down at the Binding blade, he muttered, “This is… the Binding Blade, the sword the hero Hartmut once used… Is it really okay for me to use it, too?”

As Roy looked at the sword of legend in awe, Elffin said to him, “Since ancient times, it has been said that exceptionally powerful swords choose their wielder. The fact that you hold that sword right now, Lord Roy… may be proof of that.”

“But it’s just a coincidence that it came into my possession.”

“Even what we think of as coincidence… is perhaps all part of the wheel of fate.”

Roy’s expression was very conflicted. He couldn’t tell if he agreed with Elffin’s words or not. He sounded as if he was speaking in riddles.

That was when Merlinus’ voice echoed between them. “Anyway, now that you have the Binding Blade, all that’s left is for us to go to Bern Palace. You can’t afford to lose confidence now, Lord Roy!”

Roy nodded and shouted, “You’re right. Our final confrontation with King Zephiel awaits!”

ー

Roy was currently visiting one of the healer unit’s tents.

“A messenger told me everything, but… I still can’t believe my eyes.” He said with a dark look on his face.

Before him were all manner of wounded soldiers, from lightly to gravely injured. Some were lying on simple cots covered in bandages and moaning in pain; and others were gazing up at the staff being held above them, in amazement of the gods’ miracle healing their body.

The sun had already set, and the dark of night was settling in around them. 

After the battle was over, the Etrurian Army put tents all around the Shrine of Seals and prepared to set up camp, but there were so many injured soldiers that the healers were collapsing from exhaustion.

Yoder, Saul, Elen, and Clarine were of course hard at work, but even those not part of the healer unit who could use staves, like Cecilia, were called in to help. And further still, those healthy enough to help but unable to use staves were applying vulneraries and elixirs to fresh wounds.

After stepping out of the tent, Roy finally let out the huge sigh that had built up within him.

The battle was won. There was no denying that. But this was the first time a battle had resulted in so many casualties and injuries.

Their opponent was Bern’s main army. No one would blame Roy for doing what it took to win a battle that the Etrurian Army would have lost, had the tide of battle not swung in their favor. In times of war, sacrifices are inevitable… Yet he still could not forgive himself.

“...It’s all my fault!” He cried.

As he blamed himself for their unprecedented losses, someone quietly approached him. It was Guinivere. She held a black tome and a Mend staff.

“Lord Roy, please do not blame yourself so harshly. You did everything you could to help us fight and win…”

“You’re right. I know that. But… this battle made me realize just how many people’s lives are in my hands…”

Some of the soldiers died shouting his name on the battlefield.

He was made aware all over again that the fate of countless lives hinged on his judgement and decisions.

Guinivere said softly, “The people in this army are happy, because you, their leader, cares so deeply about them.”

“That’s… all I can do… But enough about me. Is there something you need?”

To answer Roy’s question, Guinivere offered him the tome she was holding.

It had a black cover, and was so plain that at first glance, anyone would assume it was no different from any other book.

“This is…?”

“It is one of the Legendary Weapons… Apocalypse, the “Darkness of Revelation.” It was kept in the Shrine of Seals, so I ordered Melady and Zeiss to retrieve it.”

Apocalypse was a dark magic tome once wielded by Bramimond, the most enigmatic of the Eight Legends.

None knew whether they were male or female, old or young… No ancient text had an accurate description of them either, making them all the more enigmatic.

“It was hidden in the shrine?”

“Yes. I forgot to mention it to you before today. Within the Shrine of Seals is a hidden passageway that leads underground. At the end of it is an altar where Apocalypse is enshrined. Please use it as you best see fit.”

“Thank you, Princess.”

As Roy bowed his head, Guinivere this time showed him the Mend staff. “Now please allow me to do what I can to help.”

“Huh? But Princess, that’s…”

“I can use healing staves as well. Right now, we need all the help we can get.” She said with a smile, then turned on her heels to start walking to the healers’ tent.

Roy said not another word as he saw her off, instead bowing his head once more.

[four-loose-screws]

The Google Drive has now been updated with the art and Japanese text of the FE1 Yamaguchi novelization, for anyone who would be interested in checking it out early!

I am starting work on the translation now, and it will go into my queue to start posting next January (2026).

The Japanese text is all in Google Docs format. First, I ran my raw scans through an OCR program, then I touched up the text of the entire novel myself. It will probably still have a number of errors, but should be perfectly readable by anyone who understands a high enough level of Japanese.

I do have plans to go back and add Japanese text for all of the other novelization translations I have completed so far, but my to-do list is quite long at the moment, so estimated date-of-completion on that is currently a TBD.

[four-loose-screws]

m!Corrin / Soleil S Support Translation

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[ソレイユ]

あ、いたいた。

カムイさーん！▼

Soleil: Oh, there you are! Corriiiiin!

[カムイ]

ソレイユ。

来てくれたんだね。▼

Corrin: Soleil! You came!

[ソレイユ]

どうしたの？

こんな何もないところに呼び出して…▼

Soleil: What’s up? You called me out to this place, where there’s nothing here…

[カムイ]

何もなくはないよ。

ほら、空を見上げてごらん。▼

Corrin: There’s not nothing here. Look up at the sky!

[ソレイユ]

空…？▼

あっ…▼

Soleil: The sky…? Ah…

[カムイ]

ここはこの辺で一番太陽が

大きくくっきり見える場所なんだ。▼

Corrin: Here, around this spot, is the place where the sun looks the biggest and brightest.

[ソレイユ]

わぁ…！

すっごく綺麗だね！▼

Soleil: Woah! It’s so pretty!

[カムイ]

うん。

まるで君を見ているようだ。▼

Corrin: It is. It looks just like you.

[ソレイユ]

へっ？▼

Soleil: Huh?

[カムイ]

君の笑顔は太陽のようだ。▼

そんな笑顔を、

僕は隣で…ずっと見ていたい。▼

Corrin: Your smile is like the sun. I want a smile like that beside me… where I can see it all the time.

[ソレイユ]

…………▼

カムイさん…どうしたの？

頭でも強く打った？▼

Soleil: ………… Corrin, what happened? Did you hit your head really hard?

[カムイ]

ち、違う！

僕は至って真面目だよ！▼

…ソレイユ。君にこれを

受け取ってもらいたいんだ。▼

Corrin: N-No I didn’t! I’m being completely serious! …Soleil. I want you to accept this.

[ソレイユ]

これは…指輪？▼

Soleil: It’s… a ring?

[カムイ]

うん。▼

今日、君をここに呼んだのは

結婚を申し込みたかったからだ。▼

Corrin: Yes. I called you here today because I wanted to ask you to marry me.

[ソレイユ]

…結婚…？▼

ええ！？

ええええーーーーーーーっ！？▼

Soleil: …Marry you…? What?! Whaaaaaat?!

[カムイ]

ソレイユに似合うように、

太陽をかたどった指輪にしたんだけど…▼

受け取ってもらえると嬉しいな。▼

Corrin: I had this ring made in the shape of the sun because it reminds me of you, so… I’d be happy if you accepted it.

[ソレイユ]

…………▼

…ごめんなさい！▼

Soleil: ………… …I’m sorry!

[カムイ]

…そうか…▼

Corrin: …I understand…

[ソレイユ]

あっ違う！

今のは断ったんじゃなくて…▼

せっかく告白して

くれようとしてたのに、▼

「頭でも打ったの」とか言って

ごめんなさいって…▼

Soleil: Ah, that’s not it! I’m not turning down your question… I’m apologizing for asking if you hit your head after you tried to genuinely confess to me…

[カムイ]

あ、そうなの？

びっくりした…▼

Corrin: Oh, is that it? You gave me quite the shock…

[ソレイユ]

返事はもちろん…

…オッケーだよ。▼

男でこんなにキュンキュンする人…

カムイさん以外にはいないから。▼

あなたが女の人に見えたあの日から、

あたし、ずっと好きだったの。▼

Soleil: My answer is of course… I’m a-okay with it! Because there’s no other man who can make my heart race… Except for you, Corrin. I’ve loved you ever since the day I saw you as a girl.

[カムイ]

え。女の人に見えた日から？

それってもしかしなくても…▼

女の僕に惚れたってこと！？▼

Corrin: Huh? Since the day you saw me as a girl? That must mean that… you’re in love with the girl version of me?!

[ソレイユ]

うん！▼

Soleil: Yup!

[カムイ]

うんって…▼

Corrin: Yes, you say…

[ソレイユ]

でも大丈夫。今はちゃんと、

男のカムイさんが好きだよ。▼

だって、魔法の粉を飲んだとき、

色んな人が女の子に見えたけど…▼

こんなにときめいたのは、

カムイさんだけだもん。▼

今だって…こんなにドキドキしてる。

…ほら、あたしの胸、さわってみて？▼

Soleil: But everything’s fine! Because now I’m truly in love with you as a boy. I mean it! When I drank the magic powder, I saw a lot of people as a girl, but… the only one to make my heart beat so fast was you! And even now… it’s beating just as fast. …Go ahead, try touching my chest!

[カムイ]

わーーーー！　だめだめ！

それはだめ！！▼

Corrin: Waaaah! I can’t, I can’t! I can’t do that!!

[ソレイユ]

え、なんで？▼

Soleil: Huh, why not?

[カムイ]

なんでって…夫婦になるとはいえ、

女性の身体に無闇にさわれないよ。▼

君の気持ちは分かったから…

もっと自分���大切にして。▼

Corrin: Why not…? Even if we are going to get married, I can’t touch a woman’s body so carelessly. I understand how you feel, so… treat yourself with more respect.

[ソレイユ]

うん…わかった。▼

Soleil: Alright… I get it.

[カムイ]

よし、いい子だ。

結婚の申し出、受けてくれてありがとう。▼

絶対幸せにする。▼

その代わり…

他の男の人と浮気はしちゃダメだよ？▼

とは言っても、君にはその心配は

無用かもしれないけど。▼

Corrin: That’s a good girl! Thank you for accepting my marriage proposal. I will make you happy, no matter what. In exchange… even if I tell you not to cheat on me with another man, there’s probably no need for me to have that worry with you.

[ソレイユ]

えへへ…

うん。浮気なんてしないよ。▼

あたしには、これからもずーっと、

カムイさんだけ！▼

Soleil: Tee hee... Nope, I would do no such thing as cheat on you! For now and forevermore, you’re the only one for me!

（モーション、CV有り。）

(Transition to confession scene)

[ソレイユ]

ありがとう。あたしも、あなたのことが大好きよ！

女の子以外にこんな気持ちになったの初めてで

…ちょっとだけ、恥ずかしいな…

Soleil: Thanks! I love you too! This is the first time I’ve ever felt like this for someone other than a girl… It’s a bit embarrassing…

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Localization:

Soleil: What did you want to see out here, Avatar? What's going on?

Avatar: It's nothing special. Look up at the sky.

Soleil: The sky...? Oh!

Avatar: This is the warmest, brightest spot I know. The sun shines especially strong here.

Soleil: Wow, no kidding. It's so nice!

Avatar: Just like you.

Soleil: Hm?

Avatar: Your smile is radiant as the sun. I'd bask in its warmth forever if I could...

Soleil: Uh... Are you feeling OK, Avatar? Did you take a hit to the head or something?

Avatar: N-no! I'm being totally serious!

Soleil: For real...? Gosh, I wasn't expecting this today.

Avatar: I understand if you're not interested, since I'm only a woman in your imagination.

Soleil: Oh, that's not such a problem. I like men just fine. I think I could even get to like one for real if I knew him well enough.

Avatar: That's great! So then...

Soleil: But we're not there yet. The image I had of you during our sessions... It was cute, and lovely, but it's not you.

Avatar: Is that a problem?

Soleil: Well... yes and no. The girl you in my imagination was cute and adorable. And if you just wanted to be silly and have fun, I'd close my eyes and imagine her. But it sounds like you're talking about something serious. Something real. So that version of you, cute as she is, won't work anymore.

Avatar: Oh. Then where does that leave us?

Soleil: We'll just have to start over! Instead of hanging out with you pretending to be other people... we'll hang out and I can get to know who you really are instead. I'm confident we can get there. I mean, I already like you a lot!

Avatar: Enough to make up for me not being a cute girl?

Soleil: Hey, cute's cute!

Avatar: That's high praise, coming from you.

Soleil: Haha... to be honest...

(Confession)

Soleil: I love you more than all the cute things in the world combined. This is kinda embarrassing, but... stay with me forever... Promise?

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m!Corrin / Soleil A Support Translation

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[カムイ]

ソレイユ、探してたんだよ。▼

Corrin: Soleil, I was looking for you!

[ソレイユ]

カムイさん…▼

Soleil: Corrin…

[カムイ]

特訓の結果はどうだい？▼

Corrin: How are the results of the special training?

[ソレイユ]

駄目だったよ、

あまり変わりなし。▼

出撃の帰りに立ち寄った村で

かわいい村娘たちに囲まれてみたんだけどね。▼

すぐにのぼせちゃって…

気付いたらその子たちに介抱されてたんだ。▼

魔法の粉を使って

あんなに特訓してもらったのに…▼

Soleil: They’re no good. I haven’t changed much. When we returned from battle, at the village we stopped by at, I tried having cute village girls surround me, but… I immediately felt dizzy… When I came to, all the girls were taking care of me. Even after all the special training we did using the magic powder…

[カムイ]

そうか…▼

Corrin: I see…

[ソレイユ]

ごめんね、カムイさん…▼

Soleil: I’m sorry, Corrin…

[カムイ]

ううん。謝ることないよ。

成果なんて、すぐに出るものじゃないからね。▼

だから、そんなに落ち込まないで。▼

Corrin: No, there’s nothing for you to apologize for. Because success isn’t something to be found right away. So don’t get so down about it.

[ソレイユ]

…そうだよね。

駄目だよね、暗い顔してちゃ。▼

あたし、昔は気弱な泣き虫だったの。

でも、そんなあたしに父さんが言ったんだ。▼

ソレイユ、笑うんだよって。

笑っていればきっといいことがあるからって。▼

だからあたし、どんな時でも

明るい顔でいようって思ったんだ。▼

よーし、笑顔になろう！▼

Soleil: …You’re right. It’s no good for me to make such a drury face. Long ago, I was a scardy-cat crybaby. But Father would say to me then. “Soleil, smile! If you smile, something good is sure to happen.” So I decided to always have a happy face, no matter what. Here goes, I’m gonna smile!

[カムイ]

ソレイユ…

無理に笑顔にならなくていいんだよ？▼

Corrin: Soleil… You don’t have to make yourself smile, you know.

[ソレイユ]

ううん。

無理なんてしてないよ。▼

確かに特訓の成果は出なかったけど…▼

カムイさんは、

あたしのために一生懸命になってくれた。▼

それがすごく嬉しかったんだ。▼

だから、この笑顔は無理なんかじゃない。

本物の笑顔だよ。▼

Soleil: No, I’m not making myself smile! It’s true that the special training didn’t yield results, but… You did your best for my sake. That made me really happy. So this smile isn’t forced at all. It’s a genuine smile.

[カムイ]

そうか。

それなら僕も嬉しいよ。▼

ソレイユは大切な仲間だ。▼

これからも悩みがあったら

どんどん力になりたいと思う。▼

Corrin: Really? Then I’m happy, too. You are a dear friend. Whenever you have a worry in the future, I want to be someone you can rely on each and every time.

[ソレイユ]

ほんと？　ありがとう！

それじゃ特訓はまだ続けてもらおうかな。▼

女の子に見えるカムイさんは

もちろんとっても魅力的なんだけど…▼

魔法の粉があっても無くても、

カムイさんといると楽しいからね！▼

Soleil: Seriously? Thanks! Then maybe you’ll still keep up our special training? When you look like a girl, you are of course very attractive, but… Whether using the magic powder or not, being with you is fun!

[カムイ]

ありがとう。じゃあこれからも、

色々特訓の仕方を考えてみるよ。▼

Corrin: Thank you! In that case, I’ll keep trying to think up a whole bunch of different training methods.

[ソレイユ]

うん。楽しみにしてるね！▼

Soleil: Alright! I’m looking forward to them!

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Localization:

Avatar: Ah, hello, Soleil. Have our visualization sessions helped with your problem?

Soleil: Not much, I'm afraid. After the last battle, I went to a nearby village. And wham, I got mobbed by a pack of grateful village girls. Just the kind I like... I blacked out, and when I came to, things had taken a turn for the worse. They were waiting on me hand and foot! I hate to say it, but I think we've been wasting our time.

Avatar: I see...

Soleil: Sorry, Avatar.

Avatar: It's all right. It might be a while before you can keep your composure around girls. Don't be upset because the problem isn't solved after a few days.

Soleil: That's true. I shouldn't let it get me down. When I was little, I was a real crybaby. But then my father said to me... "Laugh it off, Soleil. The trick is to smile until you have something to smile about." Ever since, no matter how I feel inside, I put on a happy face. Which is what I ought to be doing right now!

Avatar: Soleil... you don't need to force a smile.

Soleil: It's not forced, though! Sure, we haven't made any headway on my problem. But you're trying to help. That counts for a lot. So don't think this smile of mine is fake. I mean it!

Avatar: In that case, I'll smile for you too. You're an important member of the team. I want to help with any problem of yours.

Soleil: You mean that? Because I'd be up for some more of that visualization stuff. I love it when you pretend to be a girl, heehee. Though nowadays, I have fun with you no matter what we're doing.

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FE6 Novelization Translation - Chapter 18 Section 4

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Chapter 18: The Binding Blade (Section 4)

*Note: The 1st 13 chapters are FE7's novelization.

Three days had passed since the Bern Northern Army disappeared entirely from Ilia.

After all of the soldiers got a decent amount of rest, the Etrurian Army left Edessa and started marching towards the Shrine of Seals in Bern, with Guinivere showing them the way.

The shrine was said to have been built during the Scouring to house the sword used to defeat the Demon Dragon, so their goal was to retrieve it.

As they traveled, the Edessa Mercenary Knights returned from their search having successfully found Maltet, bolstering the entire army’s morale even further.

Meanwhile, there was a lot of activity occurring on Bern’s side as well. Brunnya, the general stationed in Sacae, was ordered to return home with her unit. According to the detailed intel the Etrurian spies gathered, Bern was regrouping all of their troops stationed around Elibe to launch an all-out attack on the Etrurian Army when they arrived in Bern territory.

The report also included information about the state of Sacae after Bern withdrew.

Sue’s grandfather Dayan had survived and was unharmed. He was currently uniting the many tribes Bern tore apart, and was starting preparations to form a brand new tribe. Her mother Lyn suffered a serious injury and was no longer in any condition to fight, but her life was not in any danger, and so she was helping Dayan in every way she could as she healed. The moment they learned that, Sue and Sin’s faces finally broke from their usual stoicism, and sparkled with joy.

The Etrurian Army arrived at their destination the next day, and spread out their troops on a grassy plain northwest of the Shrine of Seals.

According to the reconnaissance team, Bern had deployed their main army to defend the shrine, which centered around Bern’s wyvern unit and was known in both Bern and all across Elibe as the strongest army in all the land. Their commander was none other than General Murdock, leader of Bern’s Three Wyvern Generals.

The Etrurian Army had not expected this to be such a fierce battle. Anxiety soon set in within their ranks.

‘We will win! I must fulfill my promise to Princess Guinivere…’ With this new resolve beating in Roy’s heart, an unexpected visitor appeared before him.

“Hello, General Roy! So we finally meet again!”

It was none other than Bishop Yoder of the St. Elimine Church.

He must have traveled at top speed to get here, as his robes were covered in dirt and grime.

“Well, if it isn’t Bishop Yoder! What’s brought you to the battlefield all the way from Etruria…?” Roy asked the elderly bishop.

Yoder’s expression hardened with worry as he answered, “I researched further into the information you wrote about in your letter, and I believe that something very bad is happening! There is a very high chance that Bern has already resurrected the Demon Dragon!”

“Is that true?! ….But the Hero Hartmut was supposed to have defeated the Demon Dragon long ago. How could Bern have possibly…”

“It seems that Hartmut did not actually end the Demon Dragon’s life.”

“What?!”

“Instead of defeating it, he sealed it away deep within Bern territory. And the sword he used to do so with was the legendary…”

“...Sword of Seals?” Roy guessed what Yoder was going to say before the words came out of his mouth.

“Oh my, you already know about it?”

“Yes, I do a little…” Roy knew as much as he did because Guinivere told him about it, but he probably didn’t need to share that out loud, so he cut what he was about to say short and listened to what Yoder would have to say next.

“Even Bern has resurrected the Demon Dragon, if we can just obtain the Sword of Seals, then we may be able to seal it away as soon as it is defeated once more. That is what the church has concluded. I came to ask you that favor.”

“Do you know where the Demon Dragon is?” Elffin, who was standing next to Roy, asked.

The church could request Roy to defeat it, but unless they knew exactly where it was, there was nothing he could do.

“Now this is just a guess, but,” Yoder warned before giving his answer, “in regards to that, we believe the Demon Dragon is usually in human form, just as the fire-breathing dragons are. The woman always by the King of Bern’s side, known as the Dark Priestess, is our most likely suspect.”

“The Dark Priestess…” Elffin thought deeply about Yoder’s words.

“We have no solid proof of this claim, however… She first appeared by the king’s side around the same time that the dragons returned.” 

Then, Yoder changed the subject and shared the information he unearthed about the dragons. Though he did not know why, this world had become difficult for dragons to live in, so they found a way to adapt - the dragonstones they sealed their power into, and used to take human form.

“If this is indeed the case, then it would not be strange for the Demon Dragon to appear as a human woman.”

Roy listened to Yoder’s entire explanation, then shared his own thoughts. “Regardless, we won’t be able to confirm the truth unless we go to see her.”

“Correct. And I will help you do so.”

“You will? I’d really appreciate it!”

“Oh, and please take this. It is the Legendary Weapon we were able to obtain. I was told to give it to you on behalf of the church.” Yoder said as he offered Roy a bow that, upon first glance, looked no different from any other bow. 

But Yoder described it as a Legendary Weapon, so it could be none other than Mulagir, the Bow of Swift Wind, once wielded by Horseman Saint Hanon herself.

Hanon was a nomad of Sacae, and the only other woman among the Eight Legends aside from St. Elimine.

Yoder worked together with other members of the St. Elimine Church, Dayan, Lyn, and the rest of the Kutolah Tribe’s survivors to find Mulagir, which was sleeping deep within the Sacae plains.

Roy accepted it with his utmost gratitude.

“General Roy, if Bern really has resurrected the Demon Dragon, then this is the greatest threat to humanity since the Scouring!”

“You’re right. We will face it with all of our strength!!”

☆ 

The battle began at high noon.

General Murdock and the Bern Army were surrounding the shrine. They were a near equal match for the Etrurian Army. It would all come down to how well their commanding general selected their orders.

“The Knights of Pherae, the Knights of Ostia, and the Etrurian Mage Army will deploy to the east! The Edessa Mercenary Knights, the Etrurian Cavalry Army, and the Etrurian Imperial Army will deploy to the west!”

Roy split his troops into two groups, and began to march around the mountain range blocking their path to the shrine.

While it would seem that splitting up his army was the same as sending his soldiers directly to their deaths, Roy had a plan he’d devised with Elffin.

Bern’s main force was their wyvern knights, who ruled the skies with their superior mobility. If the Etrurian Army was able to do something about the wyvern knights, then the odds would tilt in their favor. That was their main concern as they chose how to play the battle out.

Meanwhile, when Murdock heard exactly what they were doing from his spies, he furrowed his brows. “They’ve split their army into two, and their main unit is staying behind on the northwestern plains? …What are they planning? They must be targeting something, but what…?”

As anyone would expect from such an experienced general, Murdock immediately sensed that Roy was planning something, but he couldn’t figure out exactly what.

Just then, Galle, who he’d entrusted to lead the wyvern knights, approached him. “If the enemy is preparing a trap, then our only option is to nip it in the bud. General, please give us the order to deploy!”

Murdock glanced over at his right-hand man and nodded, trusting that he was the person for the job.

Though Galle was not from Bern, he was a better man than Narcian was, both as a knight and a human being. Murdock knew without a shadow of a doubt that he should have been selected as the third Wyvern General of Bern. 

But Narcian was able to take advantage of his status as a member of Bern’s nobility, and convinced the vassals of the royal court to choose him, sniping the promotion out from under Galle’s feet.

If it was not Narcian selected, but Galle, Murdock was certain that a young general like Roy would not have survived to make it this far.

“Very well, you have my permission. Destroy our enemy’s main unit!”

“Yes, Sir!” With a mighty war cry, Galle ran out of the shrine and swiftly jumped atop his wyvern.

“Move out! Crush every last one of them! Make them learn the hard way the might of Bern’s wyvern knights!!”

The rulers of the skies all flew up into the deep blue expanse of their domain together.

Their target was the Etrurian Army’s main unit in the northwest. Their goal was simply to take General Roy’s head.

With Galle leading them, they did not even once take their eyes off their target. Their wyvern’s wings carried them straight towards Etruria’s main unit.

When they were just in front of their target, arrows rained down on them from atop a rocky mountain towering above.

“We’ve got the enemy right in our trap! Fire!” Klein shouted as he shot his nocked arrow.

This was the Etrurian Army’s plan. They put the main unit in a vulnerable position on purpose, inviting the wyvern knights to take full advantage of their mobility and rush straight towards them, only for a hidden ambush squad to intercept them mid-flight. It was a simple strategy, but if it worked, the payoff would be huge. And everything went exactly according to plan. Bern’s wyvern knights were all being shot down, one-by-one.

The members of the ambush squad were none other than Klein, Wolt, and the other members of the archer unit; alongside Lugh, Raigh, Niime, and the rest of the mage unit.

“Gah! So this was a trap! But we will not simply accept our deaths! All units, ignore the ambush squad and aim straight for the main enemy unit!” First Galle, then the rest of the wyvern knights increased the speed of their charge.

They did not even turn to look at their allies plummeting to the ground below, keeping their eyes on their target.

“It’s no use! We can’t get them all!!” Wolt’s voice was nearly a shriek as another of his arrows shot a wyvern knight out of the sky.

Though the wyvern knights had lost more than half their numbers, their remaining members made it past the ambush squad’s firing range, and were nearing the main unit.

Their troops consisted only of Roy’s infantry unit, Dieck’s mercenaries, and Saul’s healer unit. In terms of firepower, they were really the secondary unit.

The Etrurian Army’s infantry and mercenaries were forced into an impossible matchup against the wyvern knights, dive bombing them from the skies above.

Their formation crumbled in an instant, and the battle became a free-for-all.

But a certain wyvern knight broke away from their ranks to search for the enemy leader, and was now blocking Galle’s path forward.

“Galle…” That wyvern knight was Melady, commander of Guinivere’s personal guard. She looked at her beloved with eyes that communicated just how much pain she was in.

“Is that you, Melady?”

“Galle, I…” Melady started to speak, but Galle raised a hand to stop her.

“Don’t say another word. You and I are knights of Bern. We both fight for the lord we swore our loyalty to. That is all. This is probably the last time we will see each other, so this is all I have left to say. Melady, I’m happy I met you. We trained together as wyvern knights, and fought alongside each other on the battlefield. The days I spent with you were the happiest of my life.”

“I… I…”

‘...feel the same way.’ She tried to say, but the emotions welling up alongside her tears would not allow her to get the words out.

“Goodbye, Melady. I wish that we’d met in a more peaceful time.” Those were his final words before he turned his back to her.

“Galle… Wait, Galle! Don’t go!” Melady called out to her beloved over and over again as he gradually became smaller and smaller.

But he did not once glance back at her.

If she just continued to watch him fly away like this, then the Etrurian Army would soon shoot him down.

He and his wyvern would be pelted by countless arrows, injuring him even more seriously than he’d ever been in the battles he’d fought leading up to this one.

Her beloved would be killed by her own current allies.

‘I won’t hand him over to you. He’s mine. I’m the only person who can kill him. He’s my target.’

With her mind made up, she wiped away her tears and shouted as loudly as she could “You! Stop right there, wyvern knight!!”

Her voice was so great that though he still did not look back, Galle pulled his wyvern’s reins and stopped moving.

“I am Melady, knight of Princess Guinivere! I will take your life here and now!!”

She started at Galle with burning eyes conveying just how strong her resolve was to kill him.

He finally turned to look at her. With a thin smile on his face, he shouted, “Very well. Come at me, traitor!”

Sparks flew high in the sky between the two wyvern knights.

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[four-loose-screws]

Blog Update 2025.06.26

Hey all, I just wanted to make a quick announcement that I am currently working on a full Soleil support analysis! It will probably take the most work of any character analysis yet, but she is one of the most interesting cases in all of FE character history, so I'm determined to see it through.

As per usual, any supports that I want to translate in full will be posted as I finish them. All analysis I write will be posted in one big post when I am 100% done.

I'll also plan to take breaks a couple times a week when possible to work on other Asks. If I focused on Soleil non-stop, I'd probably have to ignore everything else for at least 2-3 months, lol.

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In the FE novelization translation department, I've already started work on FE1! I plan to share the raw Japanese text and art within the next couple of weeks, then I'll get to work on starting the translation, which will post next year (2026).