Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash (灰と幻想のグリムガル)

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What're you doing, dancing with it?!

Poke some holes in its hide already!

If it's so easy, why haven't you done it yet?

Oh my gosh, you guys! I'm sorry about that!

We've gotta stick with close-range weapons.

We'll hit each other!

Right. Good call.

How does it go again?

Marque, Em--

Parc!

Are you okay? Can you stand?

I'm sorry. I feel so useless.

Well, just in case, I'll heal you.

O light...

Return to Lumiaris' divine protection.

Cure.

Sorry! I'm coming!

We're fighting for our lives, everybody!

This is real!

We have to kill them before they kill us.

Remember that. We can't lose.

If we lose here, it's all over.

So fight with every shred of strength you have left.

Don't give up!

No living thing wants to die!

This battle hasn't been going on for long,

but we're already getting tired.

Shouldn't we be doing better than this?

Why are we losing?

I mean, really,

aren't goblins the weakest monsters in Grimgar?

Yeah. Well, they're supposed to be, at least.

The weakest monsters.

That may be true, but they're still stronger than us.

Awaken.

Awaken.

Awaken.

Were you gonna stay in bed all day, Haruhiro?

Rise and shine! Up and at 'em!

It's morning.

Cock-a-doodle-do and all that.

The sun's up. You should be too.

What's up with your eyes?

You still half asleep?

Like I've told you before, this is just how my eyes look.

It's how they've always looked.

It doesn't mean that I'm sleepy.

Oh, come on. Just admit you're sleepy.

It's not a big deal.

Good, you're both up.

Huh... I thought I'd have to wake you.

Come on out to the courtyard once you're dressed.

It's time for breakfast.

Whoops, I forgot.

I was on breakfast duty.

No, it's okay.

I don't mind filling in for you.

Honestly, you seemed pretty tired from yesterday's fight.

Thanks, Manato.

And I'm sorry.

Sleeping while someone else picks up the slack?

Shame on you!

Hey, I thought you had breakfast duty, too.

Why're you here?

I got off.

When I woke up, Moguzo'd already taken my shift.

Hey!

If you slept in, what are you harping on me for?

'Cause you make it so easy.

Now come on and get dressed.

I'm hungry and breakfast is waiting for us.

Mmm! Ooh!

It's starting to smell yummy!

Good, I'm glad to hear it.

I like cooking for people.

I like being cooked for, so this should work out well!

Yume, Moguzo.

Look. I gathered these on our way back yesterday.

Do you have any use for them?

Um... I can take them.

All right, then.

They're all yours.

It could use some more salt, huh?

I think it's delicious.

And salt isn't exactly cheap, either.

Shihoru's got a point there.

We really need to be frugal.

For a little while, at least.

We haven't even defeated a single monster yet.

Yeah. Thanks for the reminder.

Are the two of you doing okay?

My Light Magic is good for healing wounds,

but it can't do everything.

Replenishing lost blood is up to your body.

No problems over here. I'm as fit as a fiddle.

Well, I have been getting occasional dizzy spells,

but I'm okay, I guess.

Great.

Then why don't we give the forest another try today?

Two goblins might have been more than we can really handle.

We have to take it slower and build up our strength.

Let's go for a loner next time instead.

It'll take too long doing it that way.

I'm never gonna accumulate any Vices

if we just keep running away from monsters

instead of fighting them.

Renji and his group aren't hiding

like scared little kids, are they?

We're better off hiding than getting beaten

like we did yesterday.

This isn't a video game.

Wait, what did you say?

Huh?

That phrase you used.

"This isn't a video game."

What does that mean?

I don't actually know.

I was talking and I guess it just sort of came out.

It felt like the right thing to say at the time, but...

What does it mean? Huh...

This kind of thing happens to us sometimes.

We use words that seem familiar

only to realize a few seconds later

that we don't know what they mean.

It's a really annoying feeling, actually.

Like when you've got an itch you need to scratch

but you can't quite reach it.

Lots of things are strange here.

When I came to Grimgar from--

Well, I don't actually know where I came from.

That's part of the problem.

Everything about my life before Grimgar

is a complete blank.

My oldest memory is from less than two weeks ago.

Awaken.

I awoke in a strange room,

unable to remember anything before that moment.

I didn't know how I'd gotten there,

how long I'd been there, or where I'd come there from.

Um, excuse me...

Is anyone there?

Yes. Hello?

I'm here.

-- Yeah. -- Anyone else?

How many are there?

We could take a count.

This place is strange.

Where are we?

Good question. Anyone know?

And how'd we get here, anyway?

What's going on?

Look over there.

That a town?

Or maybe a castle?

That's what it looks like to me.

No one looks familiar.

They're all strangers.

I'm sorry, what was that?

Nothing, just talking to myself.

At least...

I think they're strangers.

Because actually, I can't remember anybody.

No friends. No family. No one.

So where are we?

Surely someone knows.

Um, excuse me, everybody,

but does anyone know where we are?

Anyone?

Anyone at all?

Hmm...

Here's an idea!

Why don't we ask those guys over there

wearing the armor?

They look like they might know some stuff.

Maybe they'll help us out.

Hello, kittens. Welcome to Grimgar.

You're now in the town of Ortana.

Please accept my warmest regards.

The name is Brittany.

I am the chief and host of the Red Moon office

of the Volunteer Soldier Squad for Ortana's Borderland Brigade.

You can call me Chief.

Bri works too if you're looking for

a more affectionate form of address.

The point is that I'm the one in charge here.

Got it?

Fine. I just want answers.

What does this soldier squad of yours

have to do with me?

What am I even doing here?

You're going to be a demanding one.

Fortunately, I like a man who knows what he wants.

My name's Renji.

And pervy guys like you make me sick to my stomach.

You're new here,

so let me tell you a little something.

Calling me a pervert can have a very negative effect

on a person's life expectancy.

Shall I demonstrate?