The first 150 lines.
We're back under the skies of Windermere, Father.
May you return to the wind you came from.
So you all came.
We felt we should come here before the coronation.
What about Bogue?
He said he wanted to see his family.
I see.
So he went to see them.
Father.
Mother.
Vila.
Anne.
Herne.
The end is approaching.
It has been 150 years since a Wind Singer became king.
I heard Lord Roid will declare the globular cluster's independence at the coronation.
It's taken longer than I hoped.
Indeed. Seven years ago, we failed to protect these skies.
We lost so many that even Lord Roid and Lord Keith—
not even full-fledged knights at the time—had to join the fight.
That war took their white wings and tainted them black.
We fought like cowards, resorting to using the Var.
Conduct unbefitting of knights.
But now we're in a better position to negotiate with the UN Government.
Just leave it to Lord Roid. He'll make things right.
So far, everything has gone according to his plan.
He realized that His Highness' songs could control the Var
and figured out how to use the ruins to that end.
He's truly a sage of the wind.
I recall someone claiming how much of a waste of time his methods were.
I just...
Looks like we owe him an apology and should be willing to accept any punishment.
Oh, right. Have you gone to see your son yet?
He's 6 now, right?
I haven't gone to see my family yet.
But why? You had the time.
Theo hasn't gone to see his fiancée either.
Xao!
We don't know what stance NUNS will take.
I vowed to forget my family until the war is over.
That's ridiculous. Go see them.
I already have. My second grandchild is on his way.
The second?!
That's great news!
I must visit him once he's born.
I won't take back-talking from anyone.
Remember this.
War or not, our lives may end at any moment.
So say what you want to say and do what you want to do.
If you want to see someone, go to them.
Have your wounds healed?
It was no big deal.
It's hard to believe one of them managed to get to you.
It's been a while since I last felt a wind like that.
The day has finally come.
You opposed me that day when I said I'd fold my wings.
However, you understood it was all for the sake of victory.
Your white wings then turned to black.
Get to the point.
If we go down this path, we can only expect the unexpected.
Still, will you support me?
I only follow the wind.
As long as you stay true to the winds of Windermere,
my duty remains the same.
I see.
Forgive me, Keith.
We must do what we must before our lives comes to an end.
White Knight!
It warms my heart to see you well.
It's time for us to greet His Highness.
It's Prince Heinz!
Prince Heinz!
Sir Hermann Klaus.
Sir Cassim Ebelhart.
Sir Bogue Con-Vaart.
Sir Theo Jussila.
Sir Xao Jussila.
I thank you for your deeds in the name of my late father.
I expect you to continue your exemplary service to me and to Windermere.
Your Highness!
He really has matured a lot.
I am happy to see that he has.
Lord Keith is the son of a concubine, right?
He became a knight to protect his brother.
Those siblings really do care for each other.
I am glad to see that you are fine.
I apologize for my failings.
Can you fly again?
I have no difficulties calling upon the wind.
I see. Without you, these skies might not be ours today.
Could we...
...work together as brothers from now on?
I wish you would walk down this path with me as my brother.
I have always adored how you fly.
It only took once glance to recognize your majestic and beautiful flight.
Knowing that you were fighting on the battlefield was my greatest support.
Which is why—
I am a knight.
Protecting the skies and the wind of this land is my duty.
I see.
This shall be the last time I address you as a sibling,
my dear brother Keith.
I entrust you with the skies of Windermere,
Keith Aero Windermere.
Your Highness.
It's unusual for you to call me.
How goes the effort to reclaim the cluster?
The meetings are endless, yet little progress is made.
Why do you ask?
I might know of a way.
Huh?
You evacuated with the entire restaurant?
This will be our room starting from today.
It used to be Chuck's.
My turf. No trespassing.
Querule?
There was a bath in here?!
Come on. It's a Ragnan bed.
A bed?
Guys!
You won't believe this! Just look!
The same video broadcast is overriding all channels.
That means...
They took over the galactic network?
I know this castle!
It's from Windermere?
Yes. They're broadcasting real time to the entire galaxy.
Windermere has never, even for a moment, forgotten the shame of that day.
For seven long years, we tried to tell the truth to the galaxy.
However, the gargantuan might of the UN Government has crushed our voices.
We have waited. We have persisted.
Led by the Wind Singer and King Gramia Nehrich Windermere, we rose at long last!
To our great grief, King Gramia has returned to the wind during the last battle.
However, in a final blaze of glory, we were able to liberate the globular cluster.
The Starwind sector has been established!
In honor of our late king, I shall declare
that our cause is just!
This is the proof!
What's this?
Surveillance satellite footage?
No way...
A VF-22. It's a NUNS special ops unit.
But what's that at the bottom?
What was that?
A dimensional weapon.
NUNS used a dimensional weapon?
The NUN Spacy defiled our land with a dimensional weapon.
To conceal this, they blamed us for the genocide and withdrew.
They kept manipulating the media ever since.
Furthermore, they still intend to conquer the entire galaxy!
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