Grancrest Senki (Record of Grancrest War)

The Alliance forces will arrive on this battlefield by evening.

Approximately 40,000 strong.

Forty Thousand?

We should consider that less than expected.

After all, Waldlind and Nord's forces have been depleting from all their battles.

The Union really is coming, right?

I've been advised that they're on their way.

However, they won't be arriving until after noon tomorrow.

Kind of late, huh?

There's no need for us to initiate anything in this battle.

We just have to hold the line until the Union gets here.

Let's put an end to this great war!

Everything will be decided tomorrow.

Send word to Lord Nayuta in the vanguard, and Lord Shahn in the second unit.

Commence the attack!

Let's go!

No one can defeat our Divine Beast Juggernaut!

Lord Nayuta will clear the path for us! Don't rush the attack!

Use magical beasts to break through, then swallow us up with a horde of infantry.

A sound strategy, so typical of Father.

In that case, we'll counter with a trick move!

Commence the attack!

Fall back!

Damn it, destroy that scaffold!

Withdraw!

All forces, halt!

Don't let this chance slip!

What in...

They're not faring well.

Let's ask Lords Kuban and Karim for aid at the front lines.

And the Nords?

I'm told they're about to launch an attack on Haman.

Tell them to hurry.

As you wish.

Nord's long ships?

After being trounced by the Marquis of Jalucia, I'm amazed they still have troops to deploy.

But this is likely the full force that the Nords can mobilize now.

I'll drive them back.

We'll sink any ships from Haman.

Fight, and make my father Erik proud!

Hey, that's a fire ship!

The kind that can spread fire?

Clear a pathway, and send it out to sea!

You're not escaping.

Letting your guard down on the battlefield? Such foolishness!

Start chipping away from the side!

There are too many enemy troops! At this rate, we'll be caught in a pincer attack.

Damn!

Lords Shahn and Nayuta's forces have finished regrouping.

Lords Kuban and Karim are advancing on both flanks.

Just one more push before we breach the enemy lines.

We'll finish this once and for all.

I'm heading out, as well.

The Waldlind forces are on the move!

I see.

Petr, I want you to tell Lassic to keep fighting while falling back to the main force.

We'll draw them in, and stop them here.

You're going out to fight?

I won't fight one-on-one.

Theo Cornaro!

Theo the Hero is here!

Let's drive back the enemy!

It's the Waldlind army!

Lady Marrine!

Heavy crossbows, take position.

Load the Crest Bullets!

Here it comes! Put up your shields!

Fire!

Don't falter!

Strike back!

Move in!

Explode!

Extinguish!

Allow me to guide you to the afterlife!

It's a Valkyrie!

- Don't fall behind. - You too, Irvin.

Two units of infantry, advance along with the Knights-at-Arms!

Parry!

Until Sir Alexis...

until the Union arrives...

we have to hold out.

Siluca!

Sir Theo.

The Alliance's main unit... is on the move...

Yeah.

With our full force, we must...

Marrine.

It's the Union forces!

We managed to hold out!

All right!

Alexis.

Retreat, and regroup.

At this rate, they'll cut off our escape.

As you wish.

Looks like we managed to get through.

Let's withdraw, too.

And I want to hold a meeting between the three leaders.

Yes.

Allow me to offer two proposals.

First, the Alliance, Union, and Treaty. The three factions all agree to a truce.

Out of the question.

Why is that?

A truce would only benefit the true enemy lurking across the Continent.

True enemy?

Those who caused the Great Hall Tragedy.

No, I mean those who have ruled the world from the shadows since long before that.

Sir Theo knows who I'm referring to.

The Mage Academy.