Last Exile (LAST EXILE)

JUST KEEP ON TRYING, KEEP ON FLYING.

I WILL BE THE LIGHT.

If we think of the dawn as one beginning...

If we think of right now as the time to come...

It's a cloud age symphony together with you...

...off in the direction the light is shining...

...beyond the sea of clouds.

Oh, can I encounter a moment...

...that is just like magic?

in exchange for a cold night,

...the two of us flap our wings...

...and grasp hold of eternity at our journey's end.

First Move.

Wind speed: 110 knots!

The Vanship can't take much more of this.

Wind speed: 115 knots!

Wind speed: 120 knots!

Come back in, Tatiana.

Sophia, give me another 20 seconds!

I can't!

Let her do it.

You have ten seconds. Make sure you find them.

Roger!

Tatiana, dead ahead! Disturbance in the airstream, 12 o'clock!

Found it! Disith fleet, dead ahead!

Target true bearing 0-3-5.

Elevation: 52 degrees. Distance: 1.35 miles.

Moving towards 3 o'clock at 15 knots!

Hard to starboard. Retrieve the Vanship.

Hard to starboard!

Get that Vanship retrieved!

Crank the winch!

Enemy fleet composition confirmed! Enemy ship count: 15!

Wind speed: 130 knots!

Port side, bring all cannons to bear on the enemy fleet!

Target distance: 1.25 miles.

Wind speed: 138 knots!

Main batteries startup error correction: 12 degrees.

Error correction: 12 degrees!

Main batteries, prepare to fire! Load shells!

Helm amidships!

Open fire.

Open fire!

First volley, direct hit! Enemy's course unchanged!

Tatiana's ship is coming in!

Vanship retrieval complete!

We're getting clear of the Grand Stream.

Flank speed! Maintain heading, 25 degree down angle!

Flank speed, aye!

Now clearing the Grand Stream!

All hands, brace for impact!

Unbelievable!

Just because the enemy invaded Minagith...

Just because of that, they double the price?!

If we had an acceleration booster, we wouldn't have to cut every spare ounce from the ship,

...and we wouldn't lose in a muscle match in the straightaways!

Damn those idiots at the parts shop!

How much were you able to shave off?

I cut 30 ounces by drilling holes in the framework.

Hey, this is pretty good, Lavie!

Once I've cut all I can from the cockpit, I think it'll total about 40 ounces.

I guess it's impossible to shave more than that from this baby...

I'm gonna skip breakfast.

Claus, there's work!

Lavie?!

Don't you want that acceleration booster?!

Sure I do, but...

Then let's go!

Throttle off, check.

Verify, check. Clear.

Isn't today the qualifying round for the race?

We'll be fine as long as we make it in time for the time attack.

Pump in air.

But rest is important, too.

You want that jerk Nosehair to call you "sleepyhead" again?

Starting engine!

Cut air!

Hurricane Hawk, we're taking over your legendary undefeated legacy!

Claus, hurry! They'll get there ahead of us!

I know!

First ship, job #21!

Then #57! Ready the communication cylinders!

And here we go...

Job #11! Letter delivery from the Mad-thane estate to Minagith!

Danger rating: three stars! We'll take it!

Three stars?!

Claus and Lavie's ship is coming in!

Job #11!

We're gonna make some money!

An Immelmann turn, huh?

Not even his father could have done it better.

You're right.

In the name of the Guild, I hereby authorize...

...the Third Minagith Naval Battle between the Anatoray and Disith fleets.

I appreciate your effort.

Lavie?

Clear water...

Hey, look at this, Claus!

You can see right through it!

I wonder if you could drink this without boiling it first?

It's safe.

Lavie!

I'm gonna go get a canteen!

We're here from the Vanship Union.

The lady of the house awaits.

I am told that Minagith is a very dangerous place...

I couldn't possibly send out children your age on this errand.

We've never given up on any job that we've taken on.

Not even an adult could outdo this marvelous flight record.

Besides, if you resubmit your job offer, the letter will get there a whole day later!

Please, ma'am!

Please, ma'am!

This document is very important. Be sure to hand it to Mad-thane himself.

- We'll take good care of it! - We'll take good care of it!

It's for Father.

Holly!

We'll see to it that your precious letter is delivered.

He may look like a wimp, but he's second to none when he's in the sky!

May Disith bullets pass Mullin Shetland's body by...

May Disith bullets pass-

May Disith bullets pass Mullin Shetland's body by...