Chrome Shelled Regios (鋼殻のレギオス)

Funimation.

You should be watching.

MAN (ON LOUDSPEAKER): Ladies and gentlemen,

I have just been informed that contaminoids

are currently approaching the lower section of the city.

As a result, we'll be delaying our departure until

the situation is under control.

Please remain calm and seated.

As a reminder, this vessel has been designed

to withstand an attack.

However, things might get a little bumpy.

You can do this.

Don't get nervous.

Worrying about it will only make you sick.

Just remember to relax.

Oh, come on.

What kind of advice is that?

All the kid needs to remember is to strike hard and strike fast.

It doesn't take that much effort.

You're wrong.

As a Heaven's Blade, you have to strike with everything.

When battling contaminoids, you grant no quarter

and show no mercy, giving it all you've got.

You must use your strength and techniques to the fullest.

That is the only way you can achieve absolute victory.

Ah!

If you're getting to test your skills against a six‐stager

like here, then Her Majesty must

have a lot of faith in you.

Hope you're ready for this.

Restoration.

Mighty pierce and smash.

You idiots, move.

Well, that could do some damage.

I guess that's why the old crone

told us to fight it in the outer areas

and not near the city proper.

DELBONE (VOICEOVER): That old crone can hear you, Lintens.

I can also hear Inbeeku regenerating.

Let's see what the kid's got.

Uh.

External Ballistic Kei, Tempered Transformation.

Serpent Wave.

It's already been decided.

It can't be undone now.

Nor would anyone want it to be.

Not Her Majesty and not me.

LEERIN (VOICEOVER): But what if I want it?

Is that not enough to make you stay?

Wait.

You have to reconsider?

Oh?

If you just up and leave, what's going

to happen to the 17th platoon?

I'm assuming it'll be disbanded,

and you'll all get reassigned.

I do appreciate you wanting me to stay in your unit, Nina.

But I've already made up my mind.

OK.

At least, give me until the end of the competition.

You have to follow my orders.

I'm your platoon leader.

Well, not anymore.

You're not.

Restoration.

Once I've turned in my badge, I'm

no longer part of this unit.

And I'm unarmed.

Attacking me would get you nothing but expelled.

Wait.

Get a hold of yourself.

All right.

Let go of me, Harley.

You've got to calm down.

I can't just sit back and let our platoon

get disbanded like this.

Let go.

Hmph.

Bang.

We just have to find a replacement.

Today's the entrance ceremony, so there should be plenty

of new students to choose from.

And who knows?

Sharnid's legendary skill at picking up girls

might actually come in handy today.

Ooh.

I'd welcome having more chicks on the squad.

I bet you would.

Look.

There they are.

WOMAN (ON LOUDSPEAKER): New students,

please assemble inside the main auditorium.

Uh‐oh.

She's got that look.

Whoa.

Check out the big guy.

We could use him on defense.

See his uniform?

He's not even in Military Arts.

Then, that guy.

No.

He's already been recruited.

How about him?

He's been snatched up too.

What the hell?

Has everyone new already been taken?

Well, it does look like all the good ones have already

decided which platoons to join.

See?

It's good to have you aboard.

Besides, with the way our luck's going,

I don't even know if we could find

a replacement willing to join our sad little group anyway.

Maybe I'll replace you.

Nina.

He's in Military Arts.

Look, Dinn.

I'm sorry, but I saw him first. OK.

He's mine.

So hands off.

Have you've forgotten how you failed this city two years ago?

Hey, wait.

Well, I haven't.

So don't talk to me that way again.

Understand?

Dinn.

Don't let him get to you.

Yeah.

You're right.

There has to be some new students left.

Let's try another area.

OK.

We can probably find some new ones before they

go into the auditorium.

I'm not going to make it.

We're too late.

Crap.

Now, it looks like most of the new students

have already gone inside.

In that case, why don't we come

back once the ceremony's over?

All right then.

Hi.

I'm with "Weekly Look‐In."

Mind if I take your picture?

Oops.

I already did.

I'm sorry.

So pleased to meet you.

You're not in a uniform, but you're a new student,

aren't you?

So you got a name?

Yeah.

My name's Layfon Alseif.

So, um, what exactly is "Weekly Look‐In"?

You mean you've never heard of it?

It's only the number one selling magazine

in Zuellni Academic City.

I'm currently working on a potential cover story

for the magazine, and it's titled "Who's

the Most Handsome New Student?"

You don't mind if I ask you a few questions, do you?

You are such a phony.

Shh.

Shh.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You don't work for the magazine.

You're a new student who just got here.

Well, that is sort of true.

I am a new student here.

And I guess I should have clarified that I don't

actually work for the magazine.

Not yet at least.

But I really hope to.

I'm sorry.

But you'll see.

When I submit this article, the editors of "Weekly Look‐In"

will buy it on the spot.

It'll knock their socks off and take their breath away.

She goes a little overboard.

But she has a lot of spirit.

Doesn't she?

That's one of the reasons we're friends.

And speaking of which, let me introduce you to everybody

here.

First of all, I'm Mifi Rotten, an aspiring journalist.

This is Naruki Gerni, aspiring police officer,

and Mayshen Torinden here wants to be a baker.

It's nice to meet you.

The three of us are first year students

from Yoltem Transit City.

So what city did you come from Layfon?

Uh.

What's going on?

It's the two new guys.