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On that day, the Iserlohn garrison force, led by Rear Admiral Dusty Attenborough,

was making its way to Galactic Empire territory via the Iserlohn Corridor.

Their objective was to patrol the front lines while training new recruits.

The coup d'état in the National Salvation Military Council

following their crushing defeat in the Battle of Amritsar

led to the loss of many experienced Alliance soldiers.

To preserve the strength of the Alliance's 1st Fleet,

which was defending the Bharat Star System,

the Iserlohn garrison force faced an urgent need to quickly train new recruits.

Julian Mintz.

I know about you. You were at the top of the class.

Even with the instructors picking on you so much...

I'm Peter Reamer.

Nice to meet you.

You're so calm.

Even training scares me.

Space is terrifying.

I'm scared, too.

But all the people I respect and admire fought here.

Some of them are still fighting.

When I think about that, the fear eases up.

Just a little, anyway.

Unidentified craft sighted ahead of us!

How many?

Roughly 2,000.

Contact Admiral Attenborough.

Transmission failed. The enemy is jamming the signal.

Retreat at full speed. Get out of their jamming range.

Continue trying to contact the main fleet.

Tell them patrol craft 08 has made contact with an enemy fleet.

Patrol 08 to main fleet. We have made contact with the enemy.

Repeat: Patrol 08 to main fleet. We have made contact with the enemy.

Why would the enemy show up here?

Repeat: Patrol 08 to main fleet...

Contact with patrol craft 08 has been lost.

Two thousand ships?

What is the enemy fleet's course?

Transferring the patrol craft's data to you.

If they follow the projected course,

they'll reach main gun range in 25 minutes.

They're too close.

We'll have to deal with them.

You're meeting them in battle, then?

We'll send aid at once. Hold the front line.

Yes, sir.

How in the world could this be happening?

Am I supposed to lead a bunch of Boy Scouts in battle against our enemy?

Then you'll have the trainees and new recruits join the fight as well?

Obviously.

Your Excellency.

What is it?

Admiral Attenborough's fleet has encountered the Imperial Navy.

They have entered combat.

Never a peaceful day on the frontier, as spring always comes late...

This is a real mess, isn't it, Julian?

I sent him because I thought he'd be safe.

I know he'll come back safe.

He has plenty of both luck and talent.

It can't be easy for Attenborough, either,

with so many new recruits on board.

We'd better get out there to help out as quickly as we can.

Yes, sir.

The enemy force consists of about 200 battleships,

between 400 and 500 cruisers,

and approximately 1,000 destroyers.

That's not a typical fleet formation.

Did both of our fleets just happen to bump into each other while patrolling?

What're you so afraid of?

You're gonna be reduced to space dust in an instant with that attitude.

Stop it. I felt the same way on my first campaign.

I pissed my pants and ran off back to base.

So you kids can go ahead and piss yourselves all you want.

All troops commence boarding Spartanians.

Okay, let's go!

Yes, sir!

I shouldn't have to tell you

that Iserlohn Fortress is a valuable, strategic base.

The Galactic Empire and the Free Planets Alliance

are separated by a vast non-navigable space.

However, a single sliver of space that is safe to travel exists between them:

the Iserlohn Corridor.

To travel from the Empire to the Alliance, or the Alliance to the Empire,

it is necessary to travel via this corridor.

This is why Iserlohn Fortress, which militarily controls the corridor,

is so critically important.

The Free Planets Alliance has attempted to capture Iserlohn Fortress six times.

In the Fifth Battle of Iserlohn,

the Alliance Navy put up the best fight they had ever managed

by using a parallel pursuit tactic.

Still, all six attempts ended in defeat and massive loss of troops.

Their capture of Iserlohn Fortress was finally successful on the seventh attempt,

under Yang Wen-li, who was a rear admiral at the time.

There is also the Fezzan Corridor,

which passes through the Dominion of Fezzan.

The Fezzan Corridor is a demilitarized zone due to the officially neutral status

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On that day, the Iserlohn garrison force, led by Rear Admiral Dusty Attenborough,
was making its way to Galactic Empire territory via the Iserlohn Corridor.
Their objective was to patrol the front lines while training new recruits.
The coup d'état in the National Salvation Military Council
following their crushing defeat in the Battle of Amritsar
led to the loss of many experienced Alliance soldiers.
To preserve the strength of the Alliance's 1st Fleet,
which was defending the Bharat Star System,
the Iserlohn garrison force faced an urgent need to quickly train new recruits.
Julian Mintz.
I know about you. You were at the top of the class.
Even with the instructors picking on you so much...
I'm Peter Reamer.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
You're so calm.
Even training scares me.
Space is terrifying.
I'm scared, too.
But all the people I respect and admire fought here.
Some of them are still fighting.
When I think about that, the fear eases up.
Just a little, anyway.
Unidentified craft sighted ahead of us!
How many?
Roughly 2,000.
Contact Admiral Attenborough.
Transmission failed. The enemy is jamming the signal.
Retreat at full speed. Get out of their jamming range.
Continue trying to contact the main fleet.
Tell them patrol craft 08 has made contact with an enemy fleet.
Patrol 08 to main fleet. We have made contact with the enemy.
Repeat: Patrol 08 to main fleet. We have made contact with the enemy.
Why would the enemy show up here?
Repeat: Patrol 08 to main fleet...
Contact with patrol craft 08 has been lost.
Two thousand ships?
What is the enemy fleet's course?
Transferring the patrol craft's data to you.
If they follow the projected course,
they'll reach main gun range in 25 minutes.
They're too close.
We'll have to deal with them.
You're meeting them in battle, then?
We'll send aid at once. Hold the front line.
Yes, sir.
How in the world could this be happening?
Am I supposed to lead a bunch of Boy Scouts in battle against our enemy?
Then you'll have the trainees and new recruits join the fight as well?
Obviously.
Your Excellency.
What is it?
Admiral Attenborough's fleet has encountered the Imperial Navy.
They have entered combat.
Never a peaceful day on the frontier, as spring always comes late...
This is a real mess, isn't it, Julian?
I sent him because I thought he'd be safe.
I know he'll come back safe.
He has plenty of both luck and talent.
It can't be easy for Attenborough, either,
with so many new recruits on board.
We'd better get out there to help out as quickly as we can.
Yes, sir.
The enemy force consists of about 200 battleships,
between 400 and 500 cruisers,
and approximately 1,000 destroyers.
That's not a typical fleet formation.
Did both of our fleets just happen to bump into each other while patrolling?
What're you so afraid of?
You're gonna be reduced to space dust in an instant with that attitude.
Stop it. I felt the same way on my first campaign.
I pissed my pants and ran off back to base.
So you kids can go ahead and piss yourselves all you want.
All troops commence boarding Spartanians.
Okay, let's go!
Yes, sir!
I shouldn't have to tell you
that Iserlohn Fortress is a valuable, strategic base.
The Galactic Empire and the Free Planets Alliance
are separated by a vast non-navigable space.
However, a single sliver of space that is safe to travel exists between them:
the Iserlohn Corridor.
To travel from the Empire to the Alliance, or the Alliance to the Empire,
it is necessary to travel via this corridor.
This is why Iserlohn Fortress, which militarily controls the corridor,
is so critically important.
The Free Planets Alliance has attempted to capture Iserlohn Fortress six times.
In the Fifth Battle of Iserlohn,
the Alliance Navy put up the best fight they had ever managed
by using a parallel pursuit tactic.
Still, all six attempts ended in defeat and massive loss of troops.
Their capture of Iserlohn Fortress was finally successful on the seventh attempt,
under Yang Wen-li, who was a rear admiral at the time.
There is also the Fezzan Corridor,
which passes through the Dominion of Fezzan.
The Fezzan Corridor is a demilitarized zone due to the officially neutral status
of the Dominion of Fezzan at its center,
meaning military vessels cannot enter it.
For this reason, the Iserlohn Corridor is the only way to reach the Empire from the Alliance.
Can anyone think of any other viable routes?
Countless probes have been launched to search for routes other than those two,
but no new routes have been discovered yet.
One possible solution to this dilemma
is the development of long-distance warp technology that could bypass both corridors.
But a warp over that great a distance is not possible with current technology.
For that reason, both the Empire and the Alliance still need to use the Iserlohn Corridor.
Very good. An exemplary answer.
Live ammunition training?
Half training, half hobby.
Anyway, I hear your basic education process has begun.
Yes, sir.
So what're you gonna do?
Where are you hoping to be assigned?
If all you want to do is "be a soldier," it's not gonna be any help to Admiral Yang.
I want to be useful to Admiral Yang.
Uh-huh. And where in this universe could you find a soldier more resourceful than him?
If there is one, it's probably Duke Lohengramm.
Are you hoping to help Admiral Yang with resourcefulness?
But even the cerebrum can't function without the cerebellum, right?
Ah, of course.
The cerebellum is what controls motor functions, after all.
I bet you'll end up in the air force.
I hear you've shown a knack for it in the basic education course.
Daisy, you look even prettier than usual today.
By the way, the guy doing the crossword puzzle there is the number two pilot in the Alliance.
Might not look it, but he is.
Hello, Lieutenant Commander Konev.
And in case you wondered, Mintz, the number one pilot died in battle.
What's the problem?! You can't be tired already!
Even if we are short on men,
I can't believe we're keeping the old hands in the capital
and sending nothing but new recruits to Iserlohn.
Go back to high school!
Come back when you're out of diapers, at least!
Send that man back to Heinessen.
He's an experienced soldier who's accomplished a lot in battle.
You sure about that?
If a man who beats those unable to resist can be lauded as a soldier,
then soldiers are a disgrace to the human race.
Soldiers like that are not needed.
Not by me, at least.
I agree.
I heard that instructor's getting demoted.
R-Really?
Yeah. He pissed off Admiral Yang.
Wow...
He was my comrade-in-arms.
Instructor Bateman.
Admiral Yang ordered me not to give you special treatment as his adopted kid.
I'll be following that order even more strictly from now on.
You'd better appreciate the parental love he has for you.
Don't think crying to the admiral will do you any good.
Too slow! Go back and start over!
Don't let your guard down!
This is just training! It won't work like that in a real battle!
Run! Run!
If anyone drops out, you all get to start over!
Hey, did you hear?
Instructor Bateman put in a request to go to the front lines.
Really?
He was assigned to teach after getting hurt,
but apparently they're short on experienced soldiers.
You gotta be kidding.
Getting assigned to the same place as him is gonna be a nightmare.
All troops commence boarding Spartanians.
Okay, let's go!
Yes, sir!
Airtight operations on Spartanian housing decks complete.
Catapult decks now exiting ship.
No obstructive objects in the Spartanian launch course.
No going back now, rookie.
Roger.
Five seconds to launch.
Four. Three. Two. One.
Is it true that everyone senses when their own death is coming?
Where's this coming from?
A veteran pilot was talking about it.
He said that's just what happens.
I thought you might know if it was true.
You'd trust someone who's never died
to talk about death as if he knew all about it, Julian?
I hit it... I really... I really...
Bastards!
The battle appears to be going in our favor.
However...
What?
The enemy is behaving oddly.
All their movements seem haphazard.
They don't seem typical of the Alliance's elite forces.
We're up against Yang Wen-li.
We can never be too careful.
Yes, sir.
There are no objections to sending reinforcements, then?
None.
The question is how many.
What does our guest admiral think?
If you're sending reinforcements,
I believe it would be best to send as many as possible, as quickly as possible.
In doing so...
In doing so, you can launch an attack that the enemy cannot counter,
gather up your allies, and then promptly withdraw.
I agree with the guest admiral's suggestion.
Sending in soldiers sequentially would lessen our opportunity to seize control,
allowing the battle to gradually escalate.
We should rush our entire fleet there
and finish the fight before the enemy can bring in reinforcements.
Begin preparations to mobilize immediately.
Yes, sir.
Admiral Merkatz, I'd like you to ride with me on our flagship, Hyperion.
Would you mind?
Understood.
Petty Officer Second Class Julian Mintz has returned.
All right.
You haven't eaten your meal yet, have you?
Please take a break. I'll handle things here.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
You're not going to eat?
Rear Admiral Attenborough...
I hear you shot down two of their ships.
That's impressive for your first battle.
What about the others?
Not looking good.
You saw the names on the board of those who aren't back yet.
They're all kids who don't follow directions well.
Not that I can blame them...
Rear Admiral Attenborough... I was too arrogant.
I got too excited after shooting down two ships.
I let myself believe I was some great, seasoned hero.
I'm still just a novice, though.
I learned from Admiral Yang that fighting in battle
means taking responsibility for both yourself and your enemy.
But just because I shot down some enemies,
I forgot all that in the very next moment.
It made me disgusted with myself.
The fact that you're even worried about that
tells me you have what it takes to be an excellent soldier.
Petty Officer Second Class Julian Mintz...
Don't die out there.
Isn't that...
Yes, it's the battleship Ulysses.
It's the ship whose toilet was broken at Amritsar,
so we had to fight the enemy and a flood!
I'd sure love to borrow some of Ulysses's luck.
Men, it doesn't matter if you look ridiculous!
Just stay alive!
Reinforcements!
Reinforcements are here!
Didn't I tell you? I have the devil's luck.
Yeah, let's go with that.
More than 20,000 ships?!
This isn't even a contest.
We're retreating.
Report to Admiral Kempff.
The enemy fleet is leaving the battle zone.
Shall we pursue?
Nah. Let them go.
Would it not be wise to set surveillance satellites
and communication satellites in this area in case they return?
You're right. Rear Admiral, make the arrangements.
Understood.
Incidentally, regarding Petty Officer Second Class Julian Mintz...
He has returned safely.
He shot down three Walküres and destroyed one cruiser.
He destroyed a cruiser? On his first campaign?
Well, that's a surprise. I guess it's just natural talent.
My first campaign wasn't nearly so exciting.
It's almost frightening to think about how much he can still grow.
Oh, please. I'd say he just used up a lifetime of luck in one shot.
It won't do him any good to start taking war lightly because of this.
The true test of his ability has yet to begin.
Port side catapult damaged.
Rescue teams, assist in extricating the pilot.
I survived.
Peter?
Apparently, they died.
The old hands who made a fool of me...
They died, and I'm still alive.
They're dead. Is it fate?
Or is it pure skill?
I don't know.
But at any rate... At any rate, I'm alive!
And they're dead!
Enough.
Stop.
We should mourn all of the men who died here.
If we don't... If we can't do that, we'll end up useless.
Julian...
In the year UC 798,
Julian Mintz was about to turn sixteen years old.
Next time, "Both Men."

▶ [SubsPlease] Legend of the Galactic Heroes - Die Neue These - 26 (1080p) [A8E3D0D5]

As the one responsible for overseeing security in the Iserlohn sector,
I apologize for our failure to destroy the enemy in the battle at the corridor.
We cannot be expected to win every battle.
There is no need to apologize for every loss.
Yes, sir.
I can't believe His Excellency just let it go that easily.
I know.
That said, His Excellency is fulfilling two roles now,
as Supreme Commander of the Imperial Navy and Prime Minister of the Galactic Empire.
He can't concern himself with every minor battle.
That's true.
Anyway, changing the subject...
Would you like to have dinner at my place tonight? It's been a long time.
Eva's eager to see you again, too.
All right. I'll take you up on that.
Two great admirals serving under Duke Reinhard von Lohengramm:
High Admiral Wolfgang Mittermeyer and High Admiral Oskar von Reuenthal.
Mittermeyer's swiftness in tactical maneuvers
earned him the nickname "Gale Wolf".
Reuenthal possesses both wisdom and courage.
Because both are particularly proficient in combat,
they are considered extraordinary admirals of the Imperial Navy
and are widely known as the "Twin Pillars."
Though both are equal in reknown and accomplishments,
there is one particular aspect of their everyday lives
where the two of them are almost polar opposites.
Welcome home.
I brought Reuenthal, just like I promised.
I've been waiting to see you again!
Please, come inside.
Boy, I'm stuffed.
I haven't eaten this much in ages.
It makes me feel blessed to be a cook.
That was truly delicious.
I'm so glad.
Would you care for some coffee?
Let me help you with that.
Now, Wolf, whose job is it to keep our guest company?
Oh, r-right.
How long have you two been married?
It's been six years now.
Has it?
And the two of you haven't changed a bit...
since the day you gave her a bouquet and proposed to her.
Hey!
Do you have to bring that up again? Cut it out!
Oh, but why?
It made me so very happy.
R-Really?
What?
Oh, nothing.
Then why are you laughing?
You, too?!
Wolfgang Mittermeyer was born a commoner.
His father did business with nobles and wealthy commoners
in his steady job as a landscape architect.
Listen, Wolf. There's only one path for commoners:
to establish yourself in a career.
A career?
He hoped his son would become a career man or technician
and live a peaceful life free of turmoil.
But his son chose a different sort of career:
he decided to enroll in a military academy and become a soldier.
Mittermeyer was sixteen at the time.
He reached his decision after considering his own talents,
as well as his circumstances.
I'm home.
In the summer of his second year, he came home after a long time away at school
to find that his family had grown by one.
Oh, welcome home.
Welcome home.
Who's the girl?
She's a distant relative of ours.
This is Evangelin. We've taken her into our home.
Pleased to meet you. You are Master Wolf, yes?
That's right.
It wasn't long before Mittermeyer became drawn to Evangelin's personality.
However, although he was normally the type to act quickly and decisively,
he only made up his mind to tell Evangelin after excruciatingly prolonged indecision.
In fact, it took him seven years.
Flowers! I need flowers! Any flowers will do!
Wait, no...
I need the prettiest flowers you have! Ones that would please a lady!
Oh! Are these for me?
Thank you!
Yes.
They're beautiful!
Evangelin... Um, that is...
What is it, Master Wolf?
Evangelin...
Will you marry me?
Yes, Master Wolf.
In the language of flowers, yellow roses mean jealousy, selfish love...
and fading romance.
How was I supposed to know that?
But enough about us.
What about yourself?
Isn't there anyone you've set your heart on?
Your husband asks me the same question.
Well, just don't indiscriminately pick the prettiest flower you see, okay?
I'll keep that in mind.
Well, would you like more to drink?
Yes, I'll take some more.
Mittermeyer's good friend once told him the reason why he didn't trust women.
He had never repeated it to anyone else, not even his wife.
Looks like we survived.
Seems that way.
We can't die in a battle as strategically worthless as this.
You can say that again.
Let's head back and raise a toast to our safe return.
Don't do anything too cruel.
I heard what happened before you came here.
Can't you decide on just one person?
I want you to be hap—
Listen to me, Mittermeyer.
You may have gotten married,
but women are born to betray men.
You can't paint them all with one brush like that.
No, it's true.
Let me tell you about the Reuenthal family...
and my mother.
The Reuenthals were a low-ranking family, noble in name only.
My father did nothing but oversee the tiny piece of land his father left to him.
But then, one day, he suddenly became an investor,
and he made enough money to ensure the next two generations would not go hungry.
He remained single almost until the age of forty,
but having solidified the foundation for a comfortable life,
he decided to get married.
So he sought the hand of a noblewoman who was renowned for her beauty
in exchange for shouldering her ruined family's debts.
She was twenty years younger than him.
There was no way a marriage like that would work well.
My father, feeling inferior in both age and rank,
spoiled my mother with every luxury,
and she took advantage of it, indulging to her heart's content.
I was born as a result.
A few days later, she looked at my newly opened eyes
and started to tremble in fear.
My father and mother both had blue eyes,
and my eyes were heterochromatic, one blue and one black.
My mother's first thought was that
my eye was the same black as the eyes of the young man she was having an affair with.
She knew if my father found out, he'd kick her out with no money,
and she wouldn't be able to relax with her young lover anymore.
So she...
She thought she'd gouge out my eye before my father could see it.
The image is forever burned into my mind.
Even though I shouldn't have even been old enough to remember anything.
Reuenthal, I really think...
The liquor made me say all that nonsense last night.
Forget all of it.
What are you talking about? I don't remember a thing.
I see. That's fine, then.
The topic has not come up between the two of them since.
That is the nature of their friendship.
It's really pouring.
You should stay here tonight.
That's a good idea.
I'm going to retire for the night,
but you two enjoy yourselves.
All right, I suppose I'll stay.
Thank you for dinner, Frau Mittermeyer.
Next time I visit, I'll be sure to bring a bouquet.
Come on, give me a break already!
Oh, my!
Sheesh...
It was storming that one night, too.
A stormy night...
The night when you first met His Excellency?
You remember it, eh?
As if I could forget.
If that hadn't happened, I wouldn't be alive today.
Not just you.
We're both only here right now because we met His Excellency.
The loyalty I swore to His Excellency at that time
will remain unchanged until my life ends.
Agreed.
"The loyalty I swore at that time..."
It all began three years ago,
in March of the year IC 486...
with the Klopstock Incident.
On that day, a party was held
at the home of Duke Braunschweig, and the emperor was invited.
Since the emperor was in attendance,
Reinhard, who was already a military officer, had no choice but to attend as well.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
Please enjoy yourself.
More importantly, please be careful not to lose your temper in front of the nobles.
I know.
Reinhard von Müsel was nineteen at the time.
He held the position of High Councilor in the Ministry of Military Affairs,
which removed him from the battlefield.
Take care.
I will.
Siegfried Kircheis, also nineteen, held the rank of commander.
Wait a moment.
Allow me to carry that.
Let me be!
I am Klopstock,
and I must give this to Duke Braunschweig personally!
Goodness... I do apologize.
Marquis Klopstock?
What in the world is he doing here?
Well, well! So the Imperial soldier of unrivaled loyalty and courage,
the magnificent prodigy himself, graces us with his presence?
The man who will one day call himself Count Lohengramm...
can't be so careless as to speak to the likes of us, then?
I'm only being cautious.
I promised I wouldn't lose my temper in front of anyone who isn't worth it.
Don't get cocky, you blond brat!
I have just received word
that His Imperial Majesty has been afflicted by sudden stomach pain
and has returned to the Imperial Palace.
Oh, dear...
What a shame.
It is truly unfortunate,
but I would still like all of you to enjoy plenty of food and drink.
What is that?
This is...
Marquis Klopstock was carrying it. He said he had to give it to you personally.
But I don't see him anywhere...
I suppose that has-been couldn't bear to stay any longer at such a glamorous event.
So it would seem.
And this thing he brought for me is most likely useless trash.
Dispose of it.
Yes, sir.
What happened?!
Reinhard!
Where are you, Reinhard?!
Reinhard?
Reinhard! Please answer me!
Kircheis...
I'm here, Kircheis.
Reinhard! Are you all right?
I knew you would come,
so I stayed right here.
Please forgive me for failing to protect you.
You came for me. That's enough.
More importantly, I want to get out of here. Help me up.
Of course.
Ansbach!
Where are you, Ansbach?! Come and help me at once!
Here I am, sir!
You're late! Give me your shoulder!
Yes, sir!
It sounds like Duke Braunschweig survived.
Yes.
In any case, it's a good thing the emperor couldn't make it.
If he had brought my sister here with him...
It quickly became clear who it was that had set the bomb.
Klopstock! He did this!
The prestigious Klopstock family fell from grace when Friedrich IV took the throne.
They fell because they tried and failed to make Friedrich's younger brother the emperor.
For the next thirty years, their resentment toward the emperor and the high nobility had grown.
The emperor didn't show up,
but I can't die just yet.
Marquis Klopstock was asked to turn himself in after being stripped of his rank
for his failed attempt at high treason.
But he's refused, and a punitive force is being organized to subjugate him,
and Duke Braunschweig has volunteered to be its supreme commander.
He wants revenge, then?
I doubt that man even knows how to fight a battle.
A few members of the main navy plan to accompany him as tactical advisors.
Who?
I'm told it will be Rear Admiral Oskar von Reuenthal
and Rear Admiral Wolfgang Mittermeyer.
Oh? Those two?
They're the great admirals I've heard rumors about.
Yes.
But they're going to have a rough time with this.
I pity them.
Reinhard...
What?
Reinhard, you are going to need allies going forward.
Strong, brilliant allies.
You're wrong, Kircheis.
I don't need allies.
We need allies.
Right.
Braunschweig disembarked in Klopstock's domain along with a large force.
However, even with the strength of the capable admirals sent from the main navy,
the proud, arrogant nobles proved exceedingly difficult to command.
Even with their overwhelming advantage in numbers,
the subjugation took an entire month.
In the end, Klopstock opted to poison himself and die clinging to his grudge,
and it was thought that the matter was closed at last...
But then, looting and violence by the young nobles became widespread.
I taught you people how to fight a battle,
but I did not teach you looting, violence, or arson!
Disgracing the navy and His Imperial Majesty this way is an absolute outrage!
That may be your stance, but...
Yeah.
Now, you listen to me, and listen good!
If you forget your pride as soldiers of the Imperial Navy,
you'll find yourself taking regret by the hand
and leading it in a dance of destruction!
Trying to reason with dogs and apes won't get you anywhere.
They're no more than wild beasts with wealth and privilege.
I never understood why the great emperor Rudolf doesn't rise from his grave
and just eat up all of his foolish descendants.
The things you say are so extreme, Admiral Reuenthal.
Well, the things I do aren't nearly as extreme as the things you do.
I just hold it all inside.
It's not what you say, but how you say it.
Just be careful.
I will.
But the young nobles committed barbaric acts again.
Not my ring! This ring has been handed down in our family for—
The whole Klopstock family is guilty of high treason.
There's no longer any need to hand anything down through the generations.
Now, what excuse are you going to give me?
That this woman came unarmed at an officer with a weapon,
and you had no choice but to defend yourself?
Say it!
I have my father to think about, you know.
Who asked you about your lineage?
Just let me finish, please.
My father is Duke Braunschweig's cousin.
Also, my older sister married into Marquis Littenheim's family.
Shouldn't you have an understanding of my family tree
before you go waving your cheap righteousness in my face?
There is a rule in the Imperial Navy.
If one sullies the dignity of the navy by unlawfully harming a citizen,
an admiral has the authority to sentence that one to execution.
In accordance with naval code,
I will execute you and restore order to this Navy.
Wait! Let me speak to the duke!
Draw your gun.
I will at least give you a chance to fight back.
Braunschweig learned of this incident quickly,
and immediately apprehended Mittermeyer in order to court-martial him.
Next time, "A Stormy Night."

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What? Mittermeyer?
Yes. He was apprehended by order of Duke Braunschweig.
This has turned into a real mess, Mittermeyer.
For Imperial nobles, who should possess no shortage of both education and honor,
to commit such disgraceful acts
brings tremendous shame to our military and His Imperial Majesty.
The honor of the Imperial Navy lies in the use of military might to protect the empire,
not indulging in carnal pleasures.
I believe it to be the supreme commander's duty to instill that in the Navy as a whole.
Yet, for Your Excellency to not only silently condone their actions,
but to refuse their punishment in accordance with military regulations...
Do you not agree that this disgraces your position as supreme commander?
Insolence! Execute this man at once!
Please wait a moment, Your Excellency.
Why do you impede me, Ansbach?!
Such an act could cast a shadow over Your Excellency's accomplishments in this battle.
We should hand him over to the Imperial capital for court-martial
and let him be judged publicly.
Uncle—
Quiet! Toss him in the brig or wherever!
How can a man who calls himself a tactical advisor
sit staring at the wall of a storehouse all the way back home?
I told you it was useless to try to reason with those guys.
They're likely to murder you before the court-martial even commences.
I couldn't stand around and say nothing.
Oh, well. Wine can't be put back in the bottle once it's spilled.
We should think about what we can do now.
Sorry.
Please. You've saved my life more than once.
I'm eager to repay the debt and have that load off my shoulders.
That said, how are we going to get through this?
How about you just leave that to me?
There's a certain man I'd like to turn to.
No... there's a man I'd like to involve in our situation and bring to our side.
Involve in... Who are you talking about?
The one all the nobles refer to as the "blond boy."
Reinhard von Müsel?!
Yes.
By the end of this year,
he'll assume the Lohengramm name and be named a count.
They say he's only come so far because the emperor was fond of his sister,
but I don't agree.
Like us, he's fought on the battlefield and performed heroic feats.
He became an admiral before the age of twenty.
But we've never met him, even in passing.
We aren't acquainted with him yet, but we're about to be.
We've seen plenty of the corruption in the high nobility.
And we're soldiers. If we have to entrust our lives to someone,
shouldn't we want it to be a man of superior talent and dignity?
If he agrees to fight the madness of Duke Braunschweig and his ilk,
let's swear our loyalty to him.
All right. I'll leave it to you.
Good. Consider it done.
I swear I'm going to save you, all right?
So don't lose your temper.
Okay, I won't.
And don't do anything too reckless for my sake.
I won't. I never call women or victory to me.
They walk right up to me of their own accord.
Don't start with that. Not now.
I'm counting on you.
Of course.
When the punitive force returned to the Imperial capital, Odin,
Mittermeyer was immediately transferred to the naval prison.
Are you worried they're going to poison you?
I'm not so weak as to die from it if they did.
Then why don't you finish your meals?
Well, my wife wouldn't like me anymore if I got fat.
You're quite an unusual man.
If they do poison your food, I'll let you know.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
Who is it?
I am Rear Admiral Oskar von Reuenthal.
I wish to see Reinhard von Müsel on urgent business.
Please, come in.
So in short, you wish to request my aid in saving Rear Admiral Mittermeyer?
That is correct.
I have heard that Rear Admiral Mittermeyer is an exemplary soldier.
Still, you ask me to antagonize the highest nobles in the empire for a man I've never met?
Correct, Your Excellency.
I see.
And what will you offer me?
Both Mittermeyer and I, Reuenthal, offer our lives in a vow of loyalty to Your Excellency.
Why would you go to such lengths to save your comrade?
What makes you put yourself in such grave danger?
He is a pleasant man.
The vitality of the world itself would suffer if a man like him were lost.
Then what if I told you I refuse?
I cannot imagine Your Excellency saying such a thing.
Why is that?
It seems to me that
the favor of Duke Braunschweig would prove
more beneficial to me than the admiration of you two.
I don't believe that is how you truly feel.
What is your opinion of the current Goldenbaum Dynasty?
Corruption has been festering in the decrepit Goldenbaum Dynasty for five centuries.
Its aging body is in need of surgery.
In this case, the patient's death may be a necessary price for the surgery to succeed.
Either way, no one can live forever.
Not even Emperor Rudolf was—
I understand, Rear Admiral Reuenthal.
I will do my utmost to live up to both your expectations.
Thank you.
If it means I gain the loyalty of the renowned Rear Admirals Reuenthal and Mittermeyer,
nothing could please me more.
Duke Braunschweig and Baron Flegel, eh?
I guess I just can't breathe the same air as those two.
Does gaining more enemies concern you, Reinhard?
Do I appear as such?
No.
Then how do I look to you?
You appear delighted to have gained two trustworthy new allies.
Precisely, Kircheis.
I've finally gotten the chance I've been searching for.
If I must kick down against the earth to lift off into the sky,
now is the time to do so.
Kircheis, find out where Admiral Mittermeyer is being held.
We must hurry.
What's this?
It's not time for the military tribunal yet, is it?
We cannot answer that question.
Who are you?
Who, indeed?
Perhaps I'm the one meant to hear your cries of agony in your last moments.
You're quite the big talker.
Ah, how remarkable it is that you won't scream.
That just makes it all the more fun for me!
I hear you're a commoner. Well, I'm a commoner, too.
But you made it to the rank of rear admiral, despite your young age!
But that moment when someone so distinguished will throw away his pride
and plead for me to spare his life...
That moment is the most exquisite of all!
Do you understand my meaning?
I can't possibly comprehend the thought process of a man hired by the greedy,
blood-soaked money of nobles.
Oh... Is that so?!
A certain noble asked me to torture you to a point just short of killing you,
but I wonder if I'll be able to resist...
Just the kind of fighting I'd expect from a lowly commoner.
Ah, Young Master!
It seems you've received quite the warm welcome,
Rear Admiral Mittermeyer.
How gracious of Your Excellency to pay a visit to a place like this!
Do not speak to me, servant.
Well? Have you learned your place yet?
A pig shouldn't try to speak in human language.
It's embarrassing me.
Pig? Did you call me a pig?!
Let me teach you the severity of the crime of insulting me!
Learn your lesson! Learn your lesson! Learn your lesson!
Well? Do you get it now, you mannerless commoner?
Oh, no, what a disaster.
Your noble blood is spilling everywhere.
I'll kill you... I'll kill you!
You're...
Baron Flegel, I'll need you to release Rear Admiral Mittermeyer now.
Hmph. I suppose once you become a low-ranking noble,
you become unable to count how many guns are pointed at you.
I will put an end to both you and this commoner!
As much as I appreciate your proposal...
Why?! Why are you here,
blond boy?!
I won't tell you not to fire. Go on, pull the trigger.
That will give me a reason to put a hole in your fattened heart.
What's wrong? Aren't you going to move?
This is the sort of gun lowborn commoners use.
It might miss.
Don't you want to try it and see?
You brat...
If you won't take the first step...
I will lead you.
That will be enough.
I am unarmed.
I would like to relay a message from my master to Baron Flegel.
May I?
Very well. Speak.
Wait! Wait!
Baron, put your gun away.
Why are you here?
I've come to relay a message from Duke Braunschweig.
F-From my uncle? What is it?
He requests that you exercise restraint for the time being.
Restraint?
You can agree to this, yes?
I won't let this be the end of it, brat!
I swear I will settle the score! Don't you forget this!
Please pardon the disgraceful display.
Certainly.
I would appreciate it if you would keep this scandal a secret.
Is this too much to ask?
What is your name?
I am Commodore Ansbach.
Commodore, did that message truly come from Duke Braunschweig?
I am not quite sure what you mean.
I'm suggesting that you,
in all your resourcefulness, made it up to defuse the situation.
I am unsure what grounds you have for suggesting this,
but in any case, it is for the best that no blood was shed wastefully.
Do you not agree?
I suppose I should.
I shall take my leave now.
That man is wasted on Braunschweig.
I agree.
You all right?
Took you long enough.
I was waiting for you to kick Baron Flegel down.
Your Excellency, it is an honor to meet you.
I am Rear Admiral Wolfgang Mittermeyer.
I offer you my gratitude for saving me.
Along with my friend, Reuenthal,
I swear my loyalty to you.
It is our hope that you will honor us with your trust.
Thus Reinhard gained his two most valuable comrades after Kircheis.
In order to prove Mittermeyer's innocence,
Reinhard boldly asserted that he would make the recent series of events public,
driving Braunschweig into a corner.
If the truth was made public,
the young nobles' misconduct would be exposed,
and they would have no chance of winning.
Fleet Admiral and Military Chief of Staff Ehrenberg
took steps to bring the situation under control.
What do you say we pretend none of this ever happened?
You can't be serious!
Braunschweig made his outrage clear,
but in the end, he had no choice but to accept Ehrenberg's proposal.
What do you say to this, Admiral Müsel?
Many problems have arisen relating to Rear Admiral Mittermeyer,
but we will say none of it ever happened.
We will release him, as well.
He will be relocated to the front lines.
You intend to have him die in battle?
Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves.
I'm suggesting we make him atone for his crimes with feats of valor.
I see.
But if there is no battle, he cannot complete any such feats.
There will be a battle.
There will? I know of no such decision.
I could count on one hand the number of people who know.
You should be proud that I have entrusted you with the knowledge.
Understood.
And to whose fleet will Rear Admiral Mittermeyer be assigned?
Yours, Admiral Müsel.
Mine? I am to be deployed, then?
That's right. Is there a problem with that, Admiral Müsel?
No, not at all. I am grateful for your consideration.
Thus Mittermeyer was set free,
and Reinhard, who had been kept far from the battlefield,
earned a chance to achieve success in battle.
For him, then, the Klopstock Incident ended with a satisfactory outcome.
Mittermeyer, now a free man,
joined Reuenthal to visit Reinhard and Kircheis,
and the four celebrated their reunion.
Just two years after this day,
the two of them would have gained even more allies,
and be prepared to fight Braunschweig and the other high nobles for supremacy.
It seems like just yesterday, and, at the same time, like ancient history.
Yeah. I thought nothing of it at the time,
but it's hard to believe His Excellency lived in such a small place.
Yeah.
From now on, we must put our lives on the line to protect His Excellency.
For Kircheis, as well.
Yeah.
Look, Mother!
A rainbow! There's a rainbow!
Reinhard's victory against the alliance of nobles in autumn of the previous year
marked a turning point in the history of the Galactic Empire.
The admirals under Reinhard moved up in the ranks.
Mittermeyer became a high admiral.
Reuenthal also became a high admiral.
Oberstein, the chief of staff, also became a high admiral.
And Fritz Joseph Bittenfeld,
Karl Gustav Kempff,
August Samuel Wahlen,
Cornelius Lutz,
and Ernest Mecklinger all became admirals.
Adalbert von Fahrenheit, who had once surrendered,
was also welcomed as an admiral.
Reinhard, now the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Navy
and Prime Minister of the Galactic Empire,
divided his energy between setting up an internal administration
and establishing a foundation for his own authority.
To accomplish this, he searched for more and more capable personnel,
and at the start of the new year,
he assigned a series of new commanders to Command Headquarters.
Reinhard's former superior and a skilled commanding officer,
Admiral Helmut Lennenkamp.
A man widely known as an honorable bureaucrat
was welcomed as Chief of Military Police and Capital Defense Commander:
Admiral Ulrich Kesler.
And, appointed after being recognized
for his talent and sincerity as the former captain of the Brünhild,
Admiral Karl Robert Steinmetz.
Recognized for his talent in defending supply lines and commanding the rear forces,
Admiral Ernst von Eisenach.
And finally, the youngest of the admirals serving under Reinhard,
a man who remained humble and reserved despite his remarkable skill in battle,
earning him the acknowledgment of his officers:
Admiral Neidhart Müller.
All of them firmly believed in the coming of a new age.
And the eyes of all of these equally remarkable admirals
were fixed on one young but powerful courtier:
Reinhard von Lohengramm himself.
Next time, "Reformer."

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There are only two safely navigable locations in the Milky Way
in which the territories of the Galactic Empire and the Free Planets Alliance
can directly interact.
One is the Iserlohn Corridor,
and the other is the Fezzan Corridor.
Fezzan, which claims dominion there, is quite a strange nation.
To be precise, it is not even a nation, but a self-governing region.
Although it is officially a unit of local government within the Galactic Empire,
it has essentially maintained full independence.
Monopolizing the exceptional instances of trade between the Empire and the Alliance
has allowed it to surpass both nations in economic strength.
What allowed Fezzan to achieve this unique position
was the extraordinary passion of the great merchant Leopold Laap,
the dominion's first leader, who was born on Earth,
along with his political and financial maneuvering.
Since the days of his rule, Fezzan has been the center
of the flow of people, goods, money, and information in the Milky Way.
The economic activities of independent merchants seeking a quick fortune
and corporate investments into both the Empire and the Alliance
have made Fezzan a massive economy.
If the Iserlohn Corridor is the front line for military activity,
Fezzan is the front line in the battles for information and economic power.
In Fezzan, information is more valuable than any precious gem.
Even the whispered rumors at Delacour, a pub frequented by independent merchants,
may be raw gemstones just waiting to be polished.
Lohengramm's so-called new order in the Empire is already showing results.
All the poor, starving nobles
are giving up their estates, their jewels, anything worth money.
Whenever the system is reformed,
the privileged class becomes a target for revenge overnight.
I guess I do feel sorry for them, but...
The ones I feel sorry for are the citizens they've been exploiting for 500 years.
Even if those nobles suffered the same way for 500 years,
I wouldn't have an ounce of pity for them.
Yeah, I get it.
Anyway, I heard a weird rumor from a bureaucrat at the dominion leader's office...
Do tell.
Some kind of weird priest has been visiting Landesherr Rubinsky's home.
A priest and the Black Fox...
Talk about a creepy duo.
Finally.
Huh? Ah...
I apologize for the wait.
The Landesherr will see you now.
Right this way, please.
Um, I was... next...
Bishop Degsby, thank you for taking the time to visit.
This is tea from Assiniboia.
I hope it is to Your Grace's liking.
Is your proposal true?
It is.
Fezzan will change the policy it has upheld until now
and tip the ratio of cooperation and aid it provides in the Empire's favor.
That will damage the Empire's balance of power with the Alliance.
Is it not Fezzan's policy to avoid siding with either the Empire or the Alliance?
Not so weak as to be taken lightly,
not so strong as to be feared.
Past Landesherren skillfully managed the coexistence
of the Empire and the Alliance using wealth and finesse,
allowing Fezzan to remain independent.
But the time has come to revisit that policy.
What does this mean?
What is your objective in backing the Empire?
The unification of the entire Milky Way by Duke Reinhard von Lohengramm.
He will usurp the crown of the Goldenbaum Dynasty.
Then, after Reinhard becomes emperor, we will have him assassinated,
and Fezzan will assume control over the new dynasty.
Do you not find all this too good to be true?
The blond boy should not be underestimated,
and the actions of his tactician, Chief of Staff Oberstein, are unpredictable.
I have my doubts that they will fall in line with our plans so easily.
I see you are quite familiar with our circumstances.
But there will surely be an opportune moment.
If there is not, we can create one.
Then what will you do about the Free Planets Alliance?
The Earth Cult has deeply penetrated the upper echelon of power in the Alliance.
Surely we need not allow such convenient pawns to die in vain.
It would not be in vain.
We will use them as the corrosive agent that destroys the Alliance from within.
When a nation rots, it does so from the top, not from the bottom.
There are no exceptions to this rule.
Fezzan proclaims itself a dominion, but in truth, it is a nation.
The top has not already begun to rot, has it?
Now, that is harsh.
I will bear in mind my responsibility as a statesman.
Now, then...
That will be enough formal discussion.
I have arranged a feast for you.
No need for that.
Babysitting a bishop must be tiring, Your Excellency.
Honestly, what pleasure do dogmatists find in living?
For thousands of years, religions have indoctrinated those in power at the time,
suppressing and stamping out other religions
in order to control nations and cultures.
It is, by far, the most effective form of invasion.
I'm offering to let the Earth Cult recreate that history,
but it seems these fanatical zealots can't keep up with the changing times.
I've heard my predecessor was pleased that he didn't have to deal with them.
Boltik is better suited to his commissioner work on Odin.
I am having him report on the progress of the new Galactic Empire in full detail.
Your Excellency, I support your backing of the Empire's new order,
but the ultimate goal of the Earth Cult, as you say, is control over all humanity,
and the establishment of a theocracy.
You do not intend to allow them to achieve that, do you?
The moment any previous Landesherr showed signs of trying to escape Earth's yoke,
they were rewarded with death.
I pray Your Excellency does not walk that path.
Thank you for agreeing to see me, Count Remscheid.
No thanks necessary.
I would never turn away a representative of our Landesherr.
You honor me.
Now, I mean no disrespect,
but Your Excellency is in an extremely difficult position at the moment.
Correct?
That does go without saying.
I held a key position as the Imperial High Commissioner.
I can't swear my loyalty to that blond boy now.
That is why I asked the Landesherr to permit me to defect
so that I could shelter myself in a life of boredom.
Please do not speak of it that way.
The reason I have come here today concerns Lohengramm's new order.
What?
The Landesherr wishes to propose a plan.
Are you interested in hearing it?
That is a bold proposal indeed.
And an attractive one.
Thank you for saying so.
But there are parts of it that I do not understand.
It is certainly a beneficial deal for me,
but what does Fezzan stand to gain from it?
The reforms that Duke Lohengramm is advancing in Imperial society
are both too radical and too dogmatic.
Some of the interests Fezzan owns in the Empire have already been affected.
Reforms are fine, but not when they turn in a negative direction.
That is our stance.
Of course, if this plan is successful
and the Goldenbaum Dynasty is saved from the clutches of that loathsome usurper,
Fezzan will be rewarded in kind...
and you will earn your reputation as a great patriot.
Is this not a profitable deal for both of us?
You Fezzani are using the very survival of a nation as a bargaining chip?
How very bold.
I see...
If that vitality and ambition can be restored to our nation...
To the Alliance Commissioner's office.
Yes, sir.
A wise man recognizes difficulty, but a fool sees no impossibility.
I don't believe he's incompetent,
but it may be a challenge to rid him of the idea that the Empire can never fall.
Fezzan currently holds over 500 billion dinars in Alliance-issued bonds.
Bearing in mind your country's deteriorating financial situation,
we have no choice but to pass on buying any of your newly-issued bonds.
P-Please, no!
That would cause the financial breakdown of our country!
Please reconsider!
Of course, personally, I would be willing to try to talk our Landesherr
into continuing to buy your bonds as usual.
P-Please, if you would—
However, that will only last as long as your country remains a stable democracy.
What... do you mean by that?
The coup d'état that occurred in your country last year.
A repeat of that fiasco would be highly problematic.
It would denigrate the massive amounts of funding Fezzan has invested.
Y-You are absolutely right...
Fortunately,
that coup d'état plot was halted thanks to the work of Admiral Yang Wen-li.
He is truly remarkable.
To this day, no one else in the Alliance Navy
can match his talent, reputation, and capability.
Indeed, he is an outstanding admiral.
Now, Commissioner...
Have you given any thought to how much longer Admiral Yang's allegiance
to the current administration will continue?
A-Are you saying...
you think Admiral Yang might defy the Alliance government?!
During his subjugation of the coup d'état,
Admiral Yang destroyed Artemis's Necklace, the ring of attack satellites
that protected the capital planet Heinessen.
But was it really necessary to destroy all twelve satellites?
When you put it that way...
Did it ever cross your mind that
perhaps Admiral Yang did so to remove an obstacle that prevented him
from capturing Heinessen later?
Y-You have a point...
There were those in the government who felt he sent too may troops in that fleet...
In which case...
Perhaps it would benefit you to seek an explanation from Admiral Yang.
And that is what both of them said.
You seem dissatisfied, Kesserling.
To see both Count Remscheid and the Alliance Commissioner
so easily swayed feels unsatisfying.
I was hoping for negotiations so intense that sparks began to fly.
How extravagant.
You'll eventually learn to wish for easier targets.
Right...
Anything else?
Though it is a rather small detail,
it seems complaints have been raised by the commissioner's office
in the Free Planets Alliance about a man named Boris Konev.
They say he shows a striking lack of cooperativeness and diligence.
Oh?
Wouldn't confining an independent merchant like him to government work
be like forcing a nomadic tribe to cultivate farmland?
You don't think he's cut out for the job?
Of course, I'm sure Your Excellency made the decision after careful consideration.
He may indeed be a man best left to his own devices.
But there are some pieces in play that,
while they may seem useless now, will be useful later.
It takes hundreds of millions of years for oil to accumulate in the earth,
but humans can show results in just half a century.
There's no need to rush.
It may not be a problem if nothing is done with Boris Konev,
but we need the key figures in this plan to act according to our will.
I feel as if that may be quite difficult.
Nonsense. To make people do what you want,
you need only simplify their circumstances.
Meaning?
Take away their freedom and limit their options.
The goal of a first-rate power-wielder is to use that power to achieve something,
but the goal of a second-rate power-wielder is simply to keep that power.
It's clear which one the people in power in the Alliance are.
In the case of the Alliance Navy's Yang Wen-li,
he currently stands on a fine thread strung between the Alliance and the Empire.
Fezzan only needs to wear that thread even thinner.
Eventually, he will be forced to choose one path or the other:
to be purged by those in power in his own country,
or to overthrow them and take their place.
There is a chance that Yang will lose to Duke Lohengramm in battle before it comes to that.
The reverse is also possible.
What will you do if either of those scenarios happens?
My aide, it seems I've said too much...
and you've heard too much.
There is much to be done other than waxing philosophical here.
Lifting up Count Remscheid as a leader is well and good,
but you seem to lack a leader for the men that will do it.
Forgive me.
I will choose someone and report to you at a later date.
Leopold Schumacher, former captain of the Galactic Imperial Navy,
served as a staff officer for Baron Flegel's fleet in the Lippstadt War.
When Baron Flegel became heated after being admonished for recklessly continuing the war,
his men shot him dead.
Schumacher took them all with him to defect to Fezzan.
He then sold their weapons and the ship they flew in on,
and used the money to lead a peaceful life running a farm.
Could you please just leave us alone?
Whatever happens to the Galactic Empire and the Goldenbaum Dynasty
is of no concern to me.
It's all I can do right now to build a good life for my comrades.
I've long since thrown away my past.
You're more than welcome to throw away your past.
But there's no reason to throw away your future along with it.
Captain Schumacher.
This is a fine tea plantation.
I can't imagine how hard you must have worked to reclaim this barren land.
Sadly enough, though,
it's all meaningless if you can't sell your produce at the market.
I'm sure a wise man such as yourself understands this.
And that's how Fezzan handles things?
View us with contempt, if you like.
But I personally believe there's nothing more meaningless
than the loser's contempt for the winner.
I'm sure it's easy to believe that while you're winning.
You will cooperate with our plan.
Please come with me.
Fantastic!
This is a plan befitting us, the legitimate heirs of the Goldenbaum Dynasty!
We will serve Count Remscheid as our leader
and make the whole universe see our loyalty to the Empire!
It makes my heart dance!
Good sir, I, Alfred, am prepared to lay down my life for this plan!
Thank you, Count Landsberg.
This is Captain Leopold Schumacher, the man who will take the lead
in carrying out this plan.
Yes, pleasure to meet you, Captain!
Likewise...
Count, Captain Schumacher fought as a member of the nobles' coalition in the Lippstadt War.
Oh, you did?!
I don't recognize you, but that makes you a comrade in arms!
And from now on, we'll be on the same level!
I look forward to working with you.
Yes, yes! I expect great things, Captain!
Do you know anything about the aide Landesherr Rubinsky's been using?
His name's Rupert Kesserling.
I haven't heard anything in particular about him.
I'll pick up the check for tonight.
Hah. If I knew anything, I'd already have a hand in your wallet.
Good luck.
Are you the one looking for information on Rupert?
I'll tell you about him.
What do you know?
There's only one way to determine how many carats a gemstone is.
It depends on that.
Let's talk in the back.
Regarding Nidhogg, with whom we lost contact some days ago...
It seems he "died in an accident" on Fezzan.
It appears the walls are thicker than I thought.
I must not allow them to imagine
a future ruled jointly by Fezzan and the New Galactic Empire.
There's no need to draw borders.
The Empire will rule militarily and politically,
and Fezzan will rule economically.
The Alliance will be the fertilizer for the soil this new order sprouts from.
No one must be allowed to realize
that the Free Planets Alliance's true enemy is not the Galactic Empire,
but the Goldenbaum Dynasty...
Or that when they recognize the Goldenbaum Dynasty as their shared enemy,
Lohengramm's new order and the Alliance
can, in fact, coexist.
It doesn't need to last forever. A few more years is enough.
Humanity will only learn after the flames of war have subsided...
just who it is that controls the Milky Way.
Next time, "What Was Lost"

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Using optical observation, radio observation,
and surveillance satellite data to compile a real-time image.
Visibility: 90%.
I'm almost certain that's Geiersburg Fortress.
It was the home base for the nobles' coalition in the Lippstadt War.
A manmade celestial object 45 kilometers in diameter,
with an interior of metal alloys and ceramic surrounded by liquid metal.
Like Iserlohn Fortress, it houses a garrison force
and is equipped with fortress artillery.
But based on what our images show,
this is not the Geiersburg Fortress that we know.
So I guess it's not being used in the spirit of friendship and goodwill.
Still, what an extreme thing to do.
Warping an entire fortress?
It's not exactly new technology.
They're just using it on a larger scale.
And an astonishingly large scale, at that.
Still, it's a fact that they caught us off guard.
At a time when Commander Yang isn't here, no less.
We'll have to see this through on our own for a while.
A shootout between two fortresses, is it?
That'll be quite the fireworks show.
Even if Yang rushes here as quickly as possible,
the trip will still take him at least four weeks.
And it's possible it'll be even longer,
but unlikely it'll be any shorter.
Looks like we have a fun future in store.
This is no joke.
Do you know what will happen if we lose the Iserlohn Corridor now?
After our defeat at Amritsar, we don't currently have
the forces to stand up to the Empire's entire navy.
This is our last stand.
We must pull through, whatever it takes.
Send this message to Heinessen:
"The Empire is invading the Iserlohn Corridor in full force,
using a massive mobile fortress.
Requesting immediate aid."
Yes, sir.
And one last thing...
We must not let the enemy know that Commander Yang isn't here.
If they find out, they will undoubtedly reinforce their offense.
Keep Yang Wen-li's absence under wraps until he returns,
no matter what.
I cannot permit entrance to anyone without an appointment.
It's an emergency.
I must speak with Admiral Bewcock.
I understand, but you must follow the proper procedure.
If we do that—
Lieutenant.
What are you doing here?
Admiral!
How could this be?
I wasn't even informed that Admiral Yang was on Heinessen.
I was deeply torn regarding whether or not I should inform you.
If things go poorly, it could result in conflict between the government and the military.
That is a legitimate concern,
but also an unnecessary one.
Because it is now unthinkable that the entire military
would come together against the government.
Are you saying the military is divided into two camps?
Yes, there are two camps.
If you'd consider the overwhelming majority and the minority to be on equal footing.
Of course, I'm in the minority.
Not that that's anything to brag about.
What led you to that position?
It's difficult to say,
but if I had to name a reason, it would be last year's coup d'état
by the National Salvation Military Council.
It destroyed the navy's popularity,
and politicians took advantage of its diminished influence to intervene in military affairs,
placing their minions in critical positions.
I don't know what to say...
Oh, I'm not particularly suffering from it.
It just irritates me to see them sneaking about and plotting.
The truth is, there may even be a bug in this room.
And the reason I told you all this in spite of that
is because there's no point in trying to hide my true colors now,
and because a recording made by wiretap won't hold up as evidence in court.
The government can't openly trample on its supposedly democratic position.
If it comes to it, we can sue them for violating human rights by wiretapping.
It makes me happy to hear that from such an intelligent lieutenant.
Now, as for Admiral Yang's situation...
Now that I know what's happening, I'll do whatever I can.
I would very much appreciate your help.
But won't this be problematic for you?
No need to worry about that after you came to see me about this.
I like that young man, you see.
Oh... But don't tell him that.
Young folks let things go to their heads so easily.
I am truly grateful.
If I might make an appeal to your character,
I quite like you myself, Admiral Bewcock.
I wish my wife could've heard you say that.
By the way, one more thing...
When you came here, did anyone follow you?
We saw more than one suspicious vehicle.
Bay, you weasel...
Lieutenant, this is the present state of the headquarters of our democracy.
The rain hasn't started to fall yet,
but the clouds are hanging awfully heavy.
The situation is rapidly deteriorating.
Improving the weather is not an easy thing to do.
I'm prepared for what is to come.
Good.
That means we're on the same side,
even if we hail from different generations.
Contact Councilor Lebello at once.
As a former member of the High Council,
he should be able to find out what's going on in the inquiry.
Yes, sir.
You can stay at my home tonight.
The navy barracks pose dangers far greater than mere wiretaps.
Are you sure it's all right?
Of course.
Having earned Bewcock's favor, Frederica and her guard
made his home the main base for their business on Heinessen.
The next morning, after being contacted by Lebello,
the two of them headed for his office.
Wow...
What is this?
It's all lies! This is unforgivable!
It's all right. It's not even worth getting angry over.
But this is proof
of the pressure that the government is putting on journalism in this country.
I didn't realize the situation had reached this point.
Lieutenant Greenhill, I share your concern.
The government's interference in the press
is something no democracy should tolerate.
Previously, when Joan Lebello worked as Financial Secretary of the High Council,
he was known as an upright man who objected to the Alliance's invasion of Imperial territory.
Are you familiar with the Edwards Committee?
It's an anti-war group organized in memory of Miss Jessica Edwards.
I heard they spilled blood in the recent conflict.
That is not true.
They complained about the unfairness of the draft.
Among key figures in government, finance, and bureaucracy,
less than 15% sent their children into the military,
and less than 1% were sent to the front lines.
But almost no journalists covered this.
Sensing a crisis, the Edwards Committee
took to the streets to appeal to everyday people.
But their protest was violently thwarted by the Patriotic Knight Corps.
And what made the whole ordeal seem even more bizarre
was that the ones arrested and detained by the police
were not the Patriotic Knight Corps,
but members of the Edwards Committee.
The prosecutors said they'd started attacking each other after an argument.
The press reported that as the truth,
and the Patriotic Knight Corps never even came up.
I can't believe it. How could that happen?
Unfortunately, it's the truth.
Democracy in the Alliance is on the verge of crisis.
Admiral.
You are a fine man, but you are still young.
You don't seem to understand the true nature of war.
Listen closely. War is a product of civilization.
It is the most sensible method for resolving contradictions
both internationally and domestically.
Humans are animals that are prone to corruption.
And states of peace and freedom corrupt them particularly easily.
It is war that brings vitality and discipline,
and it is war that causes the human race to evolve.
War trains people, helping them improve both mentally and physically.
That is a wonderful opinion.
Anyone who hasn't lost their life or the life of a loved one in war
might be inclined to believe it.
It would be especially appealing to those
who use war to amass their own personal profits on top of
the sacrifices of others.
Or those who deceive others by appealing to patriotic instincts
that they themselves do not possess.
A-Are you...
Are you insinuating that our patriotism is fake?!
If national defense and self-sacrifice are as vital as you say,
then why don't you try doing so yourselves before forcing others to?
For example, advocates of war could start a Patriotic Regiment,
and when the Imperial Navy attacks,
they could be the ones to rush the enemy first.
Might I suggest you start by relocating your homes from the safety
of the capital to the front lines of Iserlohn?
There is plenty of space there.
What is the most cowardly, shameful thing a person could do?
It is when people who curry favor with those in authority
glorify war while they hide in their safe spaces,
forcing the concepts of patriotism and self-sacrifice upon others
before sending them off to the battlefield.
To achieve universal peace,
rather than keeping up a profitless war against the Empire,
should we not start by exterminating such malicious parasites?
Are you calling us parasites?!
Did it sound like anything else?
That is a baseless insult
and an unimaginable display of disrespect!
We may have no choice but to sanction you for your lack of character!
This court of inquiry will be prolonged yet again!
I have an objection.
The questioned is forbidden to speak!
On what grounds?
The court is not obligated to explain!
You will abide by the rules!
Could you just order me to leave already?
To be completely honest,
I can't stand to see or hear this farce continue any longer.
It's not like I'm paying money to be here,
but there's only so much I can—
What?!
Actually...
Is that true?!
Yes.
Admiral Rockwell, President Oliveira.
Come with me.
H-How could this be?
Your Excellency?
Councilor Lebello has found Yang's location.
Really? Then we should—
But we've also received other, much more serious news.
What would that be?
Well, you see...
Admiral Yang!
Sit up straight!
There has been an emergency!
Iserlohn Fortress is currently under full-scale attack by the Empire!
It seems the enemy warped an entire massive fortress there to attack it!
Reinforcements must dispatch at once!
I see. And you're telling me to go?
Obviously!
You have a duty and an obligation as the commander of Iserlohn Fortress!
But, unfortunately, I have been called far from the front lines to undergo an inquiry.
What will become of that inquiry?
The inquiry will be called off!
Admiral Yang, I order you as the National Defense Committee Chairman!
Depart for Iserlohn Fortress to command our defense and counterattack immediately!
Very well.
I will return to Iserlohn.
My subordinates and friends are there, after all.
Very good.
And...
This means you'll guarantee my freedom to act as I please, yes?
Of course. You are free.
Then, I will now take my leave.
Admiral Yang!
We do have a chance of winning, right?
No, of course we do! After all, you are Miracle Yang!
I know you will live up to the confidence we have in you.
I'll do whatever I can.
Oh, right. I forgot something important.
What is that?
At some point, I will expect you to explain why you specifically chose
a time when the Imperial Navy was invading
to summon me away from Iserlohn.
Assuming Iserlohn survives this attack, of course.
Farewell.
That insolent little upstart!
Who does he think he is?!
Is he not the hero who saved this country?
If it hadn't been for that "insolent little upstart",
we would have surrendered to the Empire
and been thrown into prison as political criminals by now.
We certainly wouldn't have time to waste on this sham court.
He is our savior.
And we spent the last several days antagonizing him, forgetting our debt to him.
But did he not take an extremely rude attitude toward his superiors?
Superiors? Are politicians really that high on the ladder?
It's not as if we've contributed anything to the productivity of society.
We're just the ones who've been appointed
to redistribute the people's tax money fairly and efficiently,
and who get paid to do so.
Calling us parasites who feed on society is putting it nicely.
The air of importance that gives us
is just a hallucination resulting from a lot of publicity.
But aside from a silly dispute like this,
there's a fire burning much closer to us right now.
Why don't we worry about that instead?
As Admiral Yang said, responsibility for taking him
from the front lines in the face of an enemy attack
must be assumed by someone.
This will likely call for a letter of resignation...
and of course, I'm not talking about Admiral Yang's.
Admiral Yang.
I'm sorry for all the trouble.
Oh, please. All I did was help.
It's Lieutenant Greenhill you should thank.
No, in the end, I wasn't able to be of any help to you at all.
No.
You had to experience some terrible feelings on my account.
I guess... I don't know how I can express my gratitude, but...
Thank you.
I only did what an adjutant ought to do, Admiral.
Now, there are some preparations we need to make,
but first, let's have dinner.
I think Iserlohn will hold out long enough to do that, at least.
Yes... Yes.
And... regarding my future in this position...
Hmm... I'm afraid I can't say.
But right now, I need Admiral Yang to return to Iserlohn
and take up command in defense of our country.
As a rule, the Free Planets Alliance Navy is under civilian control.
That the admiral has misgivings about this pains me greatly.
You understand what I'm saying, don't you?
Y-Yes, sir! Leave everything to me!
Thank you so much for all you've done.
I only did what had to be done.
But right now, Admiral Yang, as the people are losing trust in our government,
there is a high-ranking officer in our navy who is both skilled and popular.
I'm referring to you, of course,
but this is the most dangerous position for a democratic republic to be in.
One could call it the greenhouse for growing the seeds of dictatorship.
Does that mean I'm a flower growing in a greenhouse?
If things go poorly, Admiral Yang,
the future could see you go down in history as the second Rudolf von Goldenbaum.
Now, wait just a minute.
I have no intention of becoming an authority figure.
If that was what I wanted,
I had ample opportunities to do it in last year's coup d'état.
That's what I think... what I want to think.
But the reality is that people change.
I have my doubts that Emperor Rudolf had ambitions of becoming a despot
when he assumed the throne 500 years ago.
Before he obtained power,
he may have been a bit self-righteous,
but he was a reformer, burning with ideals and convictions,
and he may have been no more than that.
But when he obtained power, he changed.
He raced down the highway from pure self-affirmation to self-deification.
Do you think that I would change, too, if I obtained power?
I don't know. All I can do is pray...
that such a day never comes.
There was something I neglected to verify earlier.
What might that be?
Since you are in a position to defend our nation's honor as a public figure,
you won't say anything that might tarnish our government's image
with regard to the inquiry, right?
So you're personally admitting that this inquiry was something
that would tarnish the government's image if the public found out about it?
All I did was fulfill my obligation as a public figure.
But that's exactly why I believe that I have the right
to ask you to fulfill your obligation as a public figure, as well.
You're free to believe whatever you want.
But I don't even want to remember this inquiry,
and winning this battle comes first in my mind, anyway.
Farewell.
Don't forget what I just said!
Please remember this!
Our Alliance government
has a habit of tying up their own hands and forcing us to fight their battles.
It's quite a hassle.
You can say that again.
But regardless of what their plans are,
we have no choice but to fight this time.
You're absolutely right.
But whatever anyone may say, Iserlohn is my home.
Now, Lieutenant...
Ready to head back home?
Energy charge complete.
Feuer!
Next time,
"Fortress vs. Fortress Akt 1: Cannon Fire."

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What? Mittermeyer?
Yes. He was apprehended by order of Duke Braunschweig.
This has turned into a real mess, Mittermeyer.
For Imperial nobles, who should possess no shortage of both education and honor,
to commit such disgraceful acts
brings tremendous shame to our military and His Imperial Majesty.
The honor of the Imperial Navy lies in the use of military might to protect the empire,
not indulging in carnal pleasures.
I believe it to be the supreme commander's duty to instill that in the Navy as a whole.
Yet, for Your Excellency to not only silently condone their actions,
but to refuse their punishment in accordance with military regulations...
Do you not agree that this disgraces your position as supreme commander?
Insolence! Execute this man at once!
Please wait a moment, Your Excellency.
Why do you impede me, Ansbach?!
Such an act could cast a shadow over Your Excellency's accomplishments in this battle.
We should hand him over to the Imperial capital for court-martial
and let him be judged publicly.
Uncle—
Quiet! Toss him in the brig or wherever!
How can a man who calls himself a tactical advisor
sit staring at the wall of a storehouse all the way back home?
I told you it was useless to try to reason with those guys.
They're likely to murder you before the court-martial even commences.
I couldn't stand around and say nothing.
Oh, well. Wine can't be put back in the bottle once it's spilled.
We should think about what we can do now.
Sorry.
Please. You've saved my life more than once.
I'm eager to repay the debt and have that load off my shoulders.
That said, how are we going to get through this?
How about you just leave that to me?
There's a certain man I'd like to turn to.
No... there's a man I'd like to involve in our situation and bring to our side.
Involve in... Who are you talking about?
The one all the nobles refer to as the "blond boy."
Reinhard von Müsel?!
Yes.
By the end of this year,
he'll assume the Lohengramm name and be named a count.
They say he's only come so far because the emperor was fond of his sister,
but I don't agree.
Like us, he's fought on the battlefield and performed heroic feats.
He became an admiral before the age of twenty.
But we've never met him, even in passing.
We aren't acquainted with him yet, but we're about to be.
We've seen plenty of the corruption in the high nobility.
And we're soldiers. If we have to entrust our lives to someone,
shouldn't we want it to be a man of superior talent and dignity?
If he agrees to fight the madness of Duke Braunschweig and his ilk,
let's swear our loyalty to him.
All right. I'll leave it to you.
Good. Consider it done.
I swear I'm going to save you, all right?
So don't lose your temper.
Okay, I won't.
And don't do anything too reckless for my sake.
I won't. I never call women or victory to me.
They walk right up to me of their own accord.
Don't start with that. Not now.
I'm counting on you.
Of course.
When the punitive force returned to the Imperial capital, Odin,
Mittermeyer was immediately transferred to the naval prison.
Are you worried they're going to poison you?
I'm not so weak as to die from it if they did.
Then why don't you finish your meals?
Well, my wife wouldn't like me anymore if I got fat.
You're quite an unusual man.
If they do poison your food, I'll let you know.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
Who is it?
I am Rear Admiral Oskar von Reuenthal.
I wish to see Reinhard von Müsel on urgent business.
Please, come in.
So in short, you wish to request my aid in saving Rear Admiral Mittermeyer?
That is correct.
I have heard that Rear Admiral Mittermeyer is an exemplary soldier.
Still, you ask me to antagonize the highest nobles in the empire for a man I've never met?
Correct, Your Excellency.
I see.
And what will you offer me?
Both Mittermeyer and I, Reuenthal, offer our lives in a vow of loyalty to Your Excellency.
Why would you go to such lengths to save your comrade?
What makes you put yourself in such grave danger?
He is a pleasant man.
The vitality of the world itself would suffer if a man like him were lost.
Then what if I told you I refuse?
I cannot imagine Your Excellency saying such a thing.
Why is that?
It seems to me that
the favor of Duke Braunschweig would prove
more beneficial to me than the admiration of you two.
I don't believe that is how you truly feel.
What is your opinion of the current Goldenbaum Dynasty?
Corruption has been festering in the decrepit Goldenbaum Dynasty for five centuries.
Its aging body is in need of surgery.
In this case, the patient's death may be a necessary price for the surgery to succeed.
Either way, no one can live forever.
Not even Emperor Rudolf was—
I understand, Rear Admiral Reuenthal.
I will do my utmost to live up to both your expectations.
Thank you.
If it means I gain the loyalty of the renowned Rear Admirals Reuenthal and Mittermeyer,
nothing could please me more.
Duke Braunschweig and Baron Flegel, eh?
I guess I just can't breathe the same air as those two.
Does gaining more enemies concern you, Reinhard?
Do I appear as such?
No.
Then how do I look to you?
You appear delighted to have gained two trustworthy new allies.
Precisely, Kircheis.
I've finally gotten the chance I've been searching for.
If I must kick down against the earth to lift off into the sky,
now is the time to do so.
Kircheis, find out where Admiral Mittermeyer is being held.
We must hurry.
What's this?
It's not time for the military tribunal yet, is it?
We cannot answer that question.
Who are you?
Who, indeed?
Perhaps I'm the one meant to hear your cries of agony in your last moments.
You're quite the big talker.
Ah, how remarkable it is that you won't scream.
That just makes it all the more fun for me!
I hear you're a commoner. Well, I'm a commoner, too.
But you made it to the rank of rear admiral, despite your young age!
But that moment when someone so distinguished will throw away his pride
and plead for me to spare his life...
That moment is the most exquisite of all!
Do you understand my meaning?
I can't possibly comprehend the thought process of a man hired by the greedy,
blood-soaked money of nobles.
Oh... Is that so?!
A certain noble asked me to torture you to a point just short of killing you,
but I wonder if I'll be able to resist...
Just the kind of fighting I'd expect from a lowly commoner.
Ah, Young Master!
It seems you've received quite the warm welcome,
Rear Admiral Mittermeyer.
How gracious of Your Excellency to pay a visit to a place like this!
Do not speak to me, servant.
Well? Have you learned your place yet?
A pig shouldn't try to speak in human language.
It's embarrassing me.
Pig? Did you call me a pig?!
Let me teach you the severity of the crime of insulting me!
Learn your lesson! Learn your lesson! Learn your lesson!
Well? Do you get it now, you mannerless commoner?
Oh, no, what a disaster.
Your noble blood is spilling everywhere.
I'll kill you... I'll kill you!
You're...
Baron Flegel, I'll need you to release Rear Admiral Mittermeyer now.
Hmph. I suppose once you become a low-ranking noble,
you become unable to count how many guns are pointed at you.
I will put an end to both you and this commoner!
As much as I appreciate your proposal...
Why?! Why are you here,
blond boy?!
I won't tell you not to fire. Go on, pull the trigger.
That will give me a reason to put a hole in your fattened heart.
What's wrong? Aren't you going to move?
This is the sort of gun lowborn commoners use.
It might miss.
Don't you want to try it and see?
You brat...
If you won't take the first step...
I will lead you.
That will be enough.
I am unarmed.
I would like to relay a message from my master to Baron Flegel.
May I?
Very well. Speak.
Wait! Wait!
Baron, put your gun away.
Why are you here?
I've come to relay a message from Duke Braunschweig.
F-From my uncle? What is it?
He requests that you exercise restraint for the time being.
Restraint?
You can agree to this, yes?
I won't let this be the end of it, brat!
I swear I will settle the score! Don't you forget this!
Please pardon the disgraceful display.
Certainly.
I would appreciate it if you would keep this scandal a secret.
Is this too much to ask?
What is your name?
I am Commodore Ansbach.
Commodore, did that message truly come from Duke Braunschweig?
I am not quite sure what you mean.
I'm suggesting that you,
in all your resourcefulness, made it up to defuse the situation.
I am unsure what grounds you have for suggesting this,
but in any case, it is for the best that no blood was shed wastefully.
Do you not agree?
I suppose I should.
I shall take my leave now.
That man is wasted on Braunschweig.
I agree.
You all right?
Took you long enough.
I was waiting for you to kick Baron Flegel down.
Your Excellency, it is an honor to meet you.
I am Rear Admiral Wolfgang Mittermeyer.
I offer you my gratitude for saving me.
Along with my friend, Reuenthal,
I swear my loyalty to you.
It is our hope that you will honor us with your trust.
Thus Reinhard gained his two most valuable comrades after Kircheis.
In order to prove Mittermeyer's innocence,
Reinhard boldly asserted that he would make the recent series of events public,
driving Braunschweig into a corner.
If the truth was made public,
the young nobles' misconduct would be exposed,
and they would have no chance of winning.
Fleet Admiral and Military Chief of Staff Ehrenberg
took steps to bring the situation under control.
What do you say we pretend none of this ever happened?
You can't be serious!
Braunschweig made his outrage clear,
but in the end, he had no choice but to accept Ehrenberg's proposal.
What do you say to this, Admiral Müsel?
Many problems have arisen relating to Rear Admiral Mittermeyer,
but we will say none of it ever happened.
We will release him, as well.
He will be relocated to the front lines.
You intend to have him die in battle?
Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves.
I'm suggesting we make him atone for his crimes with feats of valor.
I see.
But if there is no battle, he cannot complete any such feats.
There will be a battle.
There will? I know of no such decision.
I could count on one hand the number of people who know.
You should be proud that I have entrusted you with the knowledge.
Understood.
And to whose fleet will Rear Admiral Mittermeyer be assigned?
Yours, Admiral Müsel.
Mine? I am to be deployed, then?
That's right. Is there a problem with that, Admiral Müsel?
No, not at all. I am grateful for your consideration.
Thus Mittermeyer was set free,
and Reinhard, who had been kept far from the battlefield,
earned a chance to achieve success in battle.
For him, then, the Klopstock Incident ended with a satisfactory outcome.
Mittermeyer, now a free man,
joined Reuenthal to visit Reinhard and Kircheis,
and the four celebrated their reunion.
Just two years after this day,
the two of them would have gained even more allies,
and be prepared to fight Braunschweig and the other high nobles for supremacy.
It seems like just yesterday, and, at the same time, like ancient history.
Yeah. I thought nothing of it at the time,
but it's hard to believe His Excellency lived in such a small place.
Yeah.
From now on, we must put our lives on the line to protect His Excellency.
For Kircheis, as well.
Yeah.
Look, Mother!
A rainbow! There's a rainbow!
Reinhard's victory against the alliance of nobles in autumn of the previous year
marked a turning point in the history of the Galactic Empire.
The admirals under Reinhard moved up in the ranks.
Mittermeyer became a high admiral.
Reuenthal also became a high admiral.
Oberstein, the chief of staff, also became a high admiral.
And Fritz Joseph Bittenfeld,
Karl Gustav Kempff,
August Samuel Wahlen,
Cornelius Lutz,
and Ernest Mecklinger all became admirals.
Adalbert von Fahrenheit, who had once surrendered,
was also welcomed as an admiral.
Reinhard, now the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Navy
and Prime Minister of the Galactic Empire,
divided his energy between setting up an internal administration
and establishing a foundation for his own authority.
To accomplish this, he searched for more and more capable personnel,
and at the start of the new year,
he assigned a series of new commanders to Command Headquarters.
Reinhard's former superior and a skilled commanding officer,
Admiral Helmut Rennenkampf.
A man widely known as an honorable bureaucrat
was welcomed as Chief of Military Police and Capital Defense Commander:
Admiral Ulrich Kesler.
And, appointed after being recognized
for his talent and sincerity as the former captain of the Brünhild,
Admiral Karl Robert Steinmetz.
Recognized for his talent in defending supply lines and commanding the rear forces,
Admiral Ernst von Eisenach.
And finally, the youngest of the admirals serving under Reinhard,
a man who remained humble and reserved despite his remarkable skill in battle,
earning him the acknowledgment of his officers:
Admiral Neidhart Müller.
All of them firmly believed in the coming of a new age.
And the eyes of all of these equally remarkable admirals
were fixed on one young but powerful courtier:
Reinhard von Lohengramm himself.
Next time, "Reformer."

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