Sky Wizards Academy (空戦魔導士候補生の教官)

Incoming hostiles overhead!

Keep your eyes up!

Looks like they're Archenar class and below.

Should we fall back?

No!

We can't let them follow us back to Mystogan.

Yuri. Are you okay?

Yeah, you just saved my life, Kanata.

I owe you one.

I've got a clear shot.

Don't hold back, I've got you covered.

Damn! Reinforcements.

I suppose that last wave must've been their scouts.

Don't touch her!

Kanata!

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. You guys retreat.

I'm gonna take down as many of these Devil Beetles as I can.

Kanata...

All right, bastards.

If I'm gonna end up dying, you're comin' with me!

At least I bought you some more time.

Stay strong...

Chloe... Lloyd...

Yuri...

To Whom It May Concern: I understand that normal students

of the Sky Wizards division must follow certain rules

in order to maintain peace and order around here.

However, I'd like to remind you that

I am no common student, but rather a goddess in mortal form

gracing the floating academic city of Mystogan

with my presence.

To demand that I submit a written apology for

not doing homework is blasphemy,

no doubt fueled by envy of my flawless beauty.

I have absolutely nothing to be sorry for.

Hang on.

She doesn't seriously think she's some kind of goddess...

...does she?

How should I know if the girl's crazy or not?

I'm sorry.

I just figured you were related...

...'cause of the last name?

What's it matter? Just keep reading.

On a related note, I'm currently classified

as an E-Class: the lowest rank in the Sky Wizards division.

In fact, due to the dismal performance of my teammates,

people call us the "Effed-Up Fireteam."

It's unfortunate that the failures of the other girls

might cause people to question my own superior talents.

As a goddess, I don't feel I should be ranked

among plebeians. Sincerely, Rico Flamel.

Miss Flamel's third attempt to make up

for her missing homework is officially rejected

by the department.

Some Feedback: Your directions were to apologize

for ignoring your class assignments.

Be advised that your second year in the Preparatory Department

is a time that requires intense focus,

not daydreams of self-importance.

You are hereby assigned a fourth revision of the apology.

Um, all right.

Why don't we just move on then?

Up next is Lecty Eisenach.

I have one dream in my life:

I want to be a Sky Wizard so I can protect the people

of the floating cities from the Devil Beetles!

I shiver just thinking about those horrible monsters.

Swarming the skies and hunting us...

But I think protecting other people might make me happy.

I want everybody to smile and feel safe here.

It seems like she's got a lot of spirit!

Yeah, but unfortunately, the enthusiastic kids

have a habit of dying first in battle.

Bummer...

Those without magical powers,

the ones we call the Naturals,

completely forget anyone killed by the Devil Beetles.

But we Wizards remember them.

It's up to us to fight for those who've lost not only loved ones,

but their memories as well.

No one should be erased like that.

Let's see...

According to her file she's always nervous.

Her exam scores were less than stellar.

In fact, we almost rejected her application.

But, in the end, we couldn't overlook her positive attitude.

Of course, the fact that she's from a well-known family helped.

We're hopeful she'll have a bright future.

I mean, she can only get better from this point.

Right?

Let's hear about the last girl.

The fireteam's leader.

Her name's Misora Whitale.

She scored 57 losses on her first practical exam,

ten on her follow up, and 57 her second semester,

which has to be some kind of record, if you ask me.

That totals 124 losses.

Summary: We're encouraging her to drop out.

She... doesn't really seem to be Sky Wizard material.

Wow...

That's quite a group of girls we've assembled.

It's really no wonder they're part of the weakest squad

in history. FireTeam E601.

It's high time something was done about those three.

And let me guess--"doing something" will be up to me?

Miss Chloe Sevegny.

I'm giving you the task of finding an instructor

strong enough to whip these rejects into shape.

For a fireteam like this,

we might require some unorthodox leadership.

Will that be a problem?

I can make sure your candidate is approved

no matter who you choose. Just don't make me regret it.

Understood.

So this is where you've been hiding.

Ah. Oh, hey, Lloyd, what's up?

What are you doing, Kanata?

Catch.

[I've been checking the warehouse's inventory

and comparing it to the official list of materials

we should have on hand.

It turns out a lot of supplies have been walking off

the shelves lately.

Seems a few of the idiots from the Machina division

were stealing food. But I took care of 'em.

You're telling me you counted

the entire warehouse's inventory?

Took me the whole night, but it's done now.

You did all this in just one night?

It should take ten people three days.

Oh yeah...?

So why were you lookin' for me?

Well. Looks like you've got a hot date.

Freon wants to see you in her office this afternoon.

Our next stop is Ground Station.

Up all night and I'll still make it in time.

That hurt...

Hey, loser! Watch where you're goin', why dontcha?

I tried to catch you.

But it didn't work out like I planned.

What d'you think you're doing?!

Do you just run around grabbing girls' boobs?!

What? No way.

But, that said, yours are nice, even though they're tiny.

You disgusting pig!

A girl can't even walk down the street without--

Huh...?

You're gonna make me late and you messed up my breakfast.

And of course it landed with the strawberry jam side down, too.

I'm gonna make you pay for ruining my morning!

Look, you owe me an apology.

If you'd kept your eyes open, you wouldn't have fallen

on top of me and given me this sticky crotch.

How dare you!

It's not my fault I was exhausted this morning

and kept hitting snooze!

Which meant I had to try and eat some strawberry toast

while running to school so I wasn't late again.

I'm the victim here, not you and your grabby hands!

I think you're blowing this outta proportion.

Someone help!

I've been molested by a sticky perv!

Get him! He's right here.

Where'd he go?

That's just great... This stuff won't come off.

What the hell?

You must find this goddess's beauty entrancing.

I would say that one of us certainly seems

to be obsessed with it.

I knew it.

What do they call someone like you...?

A "stalker," right?

Huh? You're weird, you know that?

It's not surprising that you

find yourself drawn to me like this.

I'm a divine spirit reincarnated.

Gorgeous, aren't I?

But a warning: I'm the only person who's allowed

to fall in love with this beauty.

Maybe you should spend less time admiring

your own reflection and more time hitting the books.

Judging from your uniform,

you're a Preparatory Student right?

Huh. I can't stand studying

and all of those training exercises.

They're boring. Sweating is for commoners.

You... You're a pervert!

I know my beauty is irresistible,

but that doesn't mean you get to take

your pants off in front of me.

Jeez. Chill out.

This has nothing to do with you, lady.

How can you act so casual when your junk is hanging out?!