To raise and go up, achievements, meritorious deeds
Dislikes
Being made fun of, hot food
Character Release This character makes an appearance in the event "Gripping Freedom", alongside Skull and Eustace. She is one who stresses the accumulation of achievements above all else. She constantly wants to accomplish her mission even at the risk of her life, sometimes causing problems for others, which is why she's regarded as a troublemaker. However, she gets through these deadly situations, as her strength is genuine. Beatrix begins the story "Gripping Freedom" by going into enemy territory alone. By the way, it's said that she and Zeta often worked together as pair, and they wear similarly-shaped armor.
Character Release 『組織』に属する女剣士。かつて栄えた貴族の子孫であり、所謂没落貴族。 そのためか人一倍プライドが高く、上昇志向が強い。そして強がりでもある。 今回は新たな任務のため、仮装をしてユーステスと共にハロウィンの町へ向かう。 しかし、本当は仮装ではなく、変装をしなければならず、間違えたまま、町へ出てしまう。 子供達にお菓子を配って回るため、全力で美味しいお菓子を作って、町を歩いた結果、子供達に大人気になるのだが、「あのお姉さんを驚かせば、いっぱいお菓子が貰える」といった噂が町に広がり、ベアトリクスは子供達に囲まれ続け、依頼どころではなくなってしまうのだった。
Character Release ゼタやユーステスと同じ組織に属する、極めて上昇志向の高い女剣士のベアトリクス。 今回はとある事情により、相棒である「エムブラスク」ではない武器を装備しているため、そちらに合わせた新たな鎧姿になっています。
Heheh. So it's your birthday, (Captain)? Then we've gotta celebrate big!
I'll bake you a cake! Heheh, well? Bet you've been looking forward to that!
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes. Phew. I was a little worried for a sec.
I'm actually not too confident to tell you the truth. I've never really had a chance to participate in celebrations.
Huh? You'll help me celebrate my next birthday? We're celebrating your birthday, not mine, dummy.
But it warms my heart to hear you say that. Here's to many more birthdays to come, (Captain).
Now what should I make this year? I already baked a cake last year, so how about cookies or macaroons?
I can whip up some candy too! You don't have to hold back!
I'll make you any dish you want, because you deserve it.
I hope you'll enjoy the treats, (Captain)!
I've been thinking.
It's amazing, you know, how much I've changed since I first met you.
If we hadn't crossed paths—and I'm not kidding when I say this—I'd probably be dead somewhere, lost and forgotten.
Hehe, I pretty much owe you my life. Words can't describe how thankful I am that you came into this world and mine.
Happy birthday, (Captain).
Voila! I made another one for you this year. It's my special birthday cake!
And there are treats galore! Dig in—they're all yours!
Fill up on sweets and bulk up! You have to, or this will all be for nothing!
Once we're done eating, we'll go into town to have fun. Hehe, won't that be the best?
It's my special, (Captain)-only date pla—
No... I meant to say birthday plan!
Aaah, don't think about that too much! That was just a slip of the tongue. Hurry up and chomp down!
Let's have tons of fun today, (Captain)!
Happy birthday, (Captain)! Embrasque is gonna celebrate with us this year too!
Hey, it looks like Embrasque has something to say to you. Let's see... What's that?
"Thanks for always taking care of Bea... She may be incompetent, but I hope you'll keep looking out for her..."
W-w-what are you, my mom? I-it's embarrassing, so stop that! Ahhh... Give me a break...
But... I do wanna say thanks for everything, (Captain). Hehe, I'll be counting on you to watch my back for me!
Happy New Year!
Woo! Let the primal beast hunt begin!
We'll take 'em down, one by one, and the Society will have to recognize me! Recognize my skill! Recognize my existence!
That's what I'd be saying if I hadn't met you first, (Captain). I was rash and impatient.
From now on I'm going to take it nice and slow. Together with you.
Right, (Captain)? You and I are partners for another year! Heheh...
Heheh! I get to spend another year with my favorite captain! I know you can barely contain your joy!
Who could resist smiling when I'm around? Huh? You... disagree?
Oh... I see...
That was a joke? So you are having fun, right? Don't lie!
Thank goodness. I thought I was the only one who—ack! It's nothing!
Um, can you not tease me this early into the new year? How inconsiderate!
All right, (Captain), let's go to the shrines!
Heheh. I'm gonna wish for a year's worth of blessings for everyone!
But you know, it doesn't feel like something I would've wished for before.
Guess I've changed a little, huh?
Ahaha! It's all your fault, (Captain)!
You should take responsibility with another fun year to spend together.
Happy New Year, (Captain)!
A lot of stuff happened this year...
Stuff so fun and so dangerous that there's no forgetting it...
...
I just... don't want to lose the things that I care about the most.
So this year I'm going to be stronger than ever! Just watch me!
That way you and I can be sure to stay together forever... Hehehe...
Let's make this year a good one, (Captain)!
Heh-heh! Happy New Year! So, (Captain), what do you think? Pretty spiffy, huh?
This kimono's cute, right? I love how the hair ribbon and sash flutter in the wind. And it feels amazing to wear. I mean, the lining's even softer than silk.
But the best thing about this kimono? The design! Matches with Zeta's, you know! Impressed? Completely captivated? Heh-heh. Choose: Yeah, you look cute.
Hehehe! You got that right. Today, I feel drop-dead gorgeous. Choose: You really are cute. Like, insanely cute.
What? A-ahaha... Umm... It's kinda embarrassing... when you keep saying it like that. Choose: I can't believe how cute you are. Wow.
U-um... My face is feeling kinda flushed... D-don't really know what to say back to you... You can stop now... Please... Choose: Yup, you're cu-
Gaaaah! Stop! Okay! Thank you!
Let's just! Go to a shrine! Now!
Ehehe...
H-here. Take this.
Don't get any weird ideas now. I just wanted to give you some chocolates, that's all.
L-like I said, it doesn't mean anything! Don't get the wrong idea! R-really!
Um... But if you do like them... just ask and I'll make more for you anytime...
The chocolate's ready, (Captain). I made it especially for you.
I really went out of my way to make sure I got the taste just the way you like it.
Huh? No, I'm not giving these to you out of obligation! How could you say that after all the hours I put in?
Argh, I can't believe this! Just eat it, already! Eat! Eat!
Heheh! This year's Beatrix has surpassed last year's Beatrix!
Give them a bite. I dare you to tell me they aren't good!
That's because I put so much more of my soul into—
Ack! Ignore that!
You weren't supposed to hear that. Don't think about it...
Look, don't make that face at me. Nnngh...
Oh, just hurry up and eat them already! Sheesh!
Hey, hey, (Captain)! Try some of this! This is some chocolate from that chocolatier that everyone's talking about.
Aren't they crazy delicious? I'd cry if they were any tastier! This is the flavor of happiness!
H-hey, (Captain), would you prefer to get the chocolatier's chocolate for Valentine's?
Choose: Yours would be better. R-really? Really? I can trust you then?
Choose: The chocolatier's would be better. Mmmph... I-I should've known it. I'll get you some more then. Huh? You were kidding? C-come on! I almost believed you! If you were just kidding, then that means you'd be happier to get my chocolate. Hehehe...
Hehe, I should've known it! That's right, isn't it? My chocolate's best.
Aah, what can you do though? I made a ton, so you can eat to your heart's content!
Hehehe, thank you, (Captain)!
Happy Valentine's, (Captain)! Heh-heh. Why don't we make chocolate together this year?
Stop worrying! Everything's gonna be fine. I'm going to walk you through the best chocolate ganache recipe ever—step-by-step.
So first you take these fresh ingredients, collected straight off of Chocolae Island, and then you go boom and smash! Then when it's all gooey, you gotta whoosh!
And look! It's all done! Heh-heh. Wasn't that a breeze? You got everything, right? Great! Now you're a certified chocolate professor.
What? You understood everything, but you want to just watch me make chocolate?
Heh-heh. All right, all right. You aren't giving me much choice here. Guess I've gotta show you how a pro gets stuff done.
You better not look away! And stay right next to me. Hehe...
Say... I was just wondering...
Is there... anything you want to give me today?
Not really? O-oh... Okay... No, it's not like I was looking forward to getting anything...
Huh? Are you serious?
You did get me something?
I see... I see...
Come on, (Captain)! You shouldn't have toyed with me like that! Geez!
Heheh...
T-thank you.
This isn't a joke, right? Nothing's going to pop out at me, right?
This is how you feel, isn't it, (Captain)? It's not empty, is it? Really, really, really?
Phew... I was afraid for a second, but now I can let my feelings out without worry! Heheh, thank you, (Captain)!
Hehehe... Aww, a present from (Captain)... Heeheehee...
I knew this was coming...
No, I'm happy! See? Big smile! I mean, it's a present from you, so...
...
In the past I never would've thought I'd be able to experience this kind of happiness again.
But I was wrong. You made me realize that, (Captain).
Ah, geez... This is so awkward. Um, thank you. Really. Heheh...
Wha?
The holiday's called off this year? White Day?
Why? How come it's called off!
D-did you find out that Embrasque slipped out of my hand and made a hole in the wall?
You're just joking? I'll really get treats then?
Y-you meanie! Making fun of me...
Choose: Wait. You made a hole in the wall? Oh no!
Choose: Silently stare. Eek! (Augh, I ended up letting the truth slip! (Captain) has a face like Sergeant Ilsa and Eustace when they're angry.)
A-aha... Ahaha! Uh, I, uh...
S-s-sorry! R-really...
Whaaat! You forgot my White Day's present? (Captain)!
I-I mean, not again! You're just pulling my leg, aren't you? I've got you all figured out, you know.
Y-you actually forgot? No way... I look forward to this every year. Uh, no, ignore what I just said...
Wait, so you're gonna stay with me the whole day? Just the two of us? R-really? You're not kidding, right?
Hehe. Then I forgive you. I totally forgive you! Actually, I bet this was your plan all along. Geez, don't scare me like that.
All right! Well, what are you waiting for? Let's get going, (Captain)!
Happy Halloween!
Dress-up? Are we playing dress-up today?
Um... Of course I knew that! It's easy enough if you ask me!
Hm, you want me to put on these ears and tail? Uh-uh, no way! How could you expect me to put these on?
Yeah, I did say it's easy... Fine! I'll put it on, then!
Ugh... I hope Zeta never sees me like this...
You're in for it now.
Do you remember how I was always getting tricked last year?
Well this time it's my turn! I'm going to get you good! Resistance is futile!
Uh... What's that in your hand? Is that a collar?
Are you trying to make me wear a dog costume? No way! Don't you mess around. It's supposed to be my turn.
Hey, stay back! Go away!
Tricky, tricky! You're goin' down this time! It's my turn to be the prankster!
Huh? Really? You'd let me if I were a witch?
Heheh! Okay, ready!
Eh? Tie my feet together?
Well, if you say so... There, that should—
Uh? Now my hands?
Are you sure this is...
...
Wait a minute! I can't move! Agh, I got duped!
Not again! (Captain), you stinky butthead!
Happy Halloween, (Captain)... You're going to trick me again this year, aren't you?
Huh? Nothing at all?
Huh... oh... really?
You're r-really not going to do anything?
No, no! It's just a little unexpected!
Not a huge letdown... only a bit disappointing...
Choose: I changed my mind. Huh! What do you mean? Hey... I've n-never seen such a mischievous look on your face before!
Choose: Do you want me to trick you? No... no way! Of course not! But if you really can't help yourself, (Captain), then I guess I might be able to let you play a little prank to... Ah, no, never mind—you don't have to prank me!
No, I'm not just playing! I really don't need you to trick me!
Ouuuch... Looks like I got a cavity... M-maybe it's from eating too much candy!
(Heheh, I'm just pretending though! Me? Get a cavity? Hah!)
(I'm gonna fool you good! Heh, I wonder if (Captain)'s gonna get all worried about me?)
Wh-wha? Eeep! Why... Why are you poking my face like tha— You want me to show you?
S-still! Can't you be a little more gentle...
Ahhh, wait, you're getting too close! Waaay too close! Seriously—eeek!
O-okay, okay! I was just pretending! There's no cavity, okay! I just wanted to see if you'd worry about me...
Don't s-squish my face like that! Just let me go already!
Another happy day...
Sigh. Oh, you were here, (Captain).
I'm not a big fan of this holiday.
Something happened in my past that I don't like to reminisce about.
I wouldn't want to spoil your fun, so you don't have to keep me company.
Hm? Why are you still here? Oh? I see...
Thank you for staying with me, (Captain).
Heheh! I made sure to do some research into the meaning behind this holiday!
We're supposed to spend it together with the ones we hold dear. Did I get it right?
...
Um, I mean... like, I want to spend today... with (Captain)... Something like that...
O-okay? Phew... That was nerve-wracking. Hehe!
All right! I'm gonna whip up the tastiest feast you've ever eaten! This is gonna be a delicious day!
Hey, hey, (Captain)! Gimme a present!
Wait, what? You'll actually get something for me?
I mean, I was just joking... I can ask for anything? Okay then...
Um, um... Maybe if you held my hand...
Ah, n-no, I didn't say that! Forget it!
It's fine. I'll just think of something else—Wait! Don't!
Happy holidays, (Captain)!
Heh heh! Listen... I just had a crazy idea!
We're going to give presents—delicious cookies—to the children in town, right?
That means we'll be the good kids—excellent kids! And then...
That Santa guy will pay us a visit. Hehe, isn't this the best strategy ever?
It's going to be great to see Santa, isn't it? I wonder what sort of person he is.
Okay, let's go hand the cookies out, (Captain)!
(Captain)! Hey, ever seen one of these before?
Ta-dahh! Gingerbread men! No, don't eat them—I want to decorate the tree with these.
So this is Zeta, and this is Vaseraga. And this is Eustace and Sergeant Ilsa! And here's Cassius and Vyrn and Lyria!
U-um... About the Beatrix and (Captain) cookies, uhh... I did make them but...
Hey, no! Stop! D-don't just take them!
Wehh...
W-when they were baking, they got stuck together... And now it looks like they're holding hands...
I-it's not on purpose! It was a complete accident! I'm serious! S-stop laughing!
(Captain), come on! I told you to stop laughing!
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Mind If I Join You?
Beatrix has a bad habit of always acting alone, although she always manages to finish her missions. Zeta and Vaseraga attempt to convince her to work with others. She responds to their concerns by joining (Captain)'s crew.
Beatrix belongs to the Society, which hunts primal beasts. She recently journeyed to a land of extreme cold in search of glory…
But she was captured by enemies, and all contact with her has been lost since.
With the help of Zeta and Vaseraga, who also belong to the Society, the crew heads out to rescue Beatrix.
They manage to free her, win the ensuing battle, and return her to the Grandcypher. But no toasts are raised…
Zeta: I'm getting sick of you always rushing headlong into danger by yourself.
Beatrix: Look, I said I'm sorry…
Although Beatrix is still recovering from her injuries, Zeta finds ample time to lecture her.
Vyrn: Hey, why don't you leave it there, Red? Blue already said she's sorry, and—
Zeta: Oh, she's not sorry at all! It takes more than this to make her rethink her bad decisions!
Zeta: This girl just does whatever she feels like—and it gets hers into trouble!
Zeta: Getting captured? That's like a normal Tuesday for her!
Lyria: What? Really?
Vaseraga: Yeah, but even though she's always digging herself into pretty deep holes, somehow she manages to finish her missions.
Vyrn: Wow! That's pretty impressive!
Beatrix: Ha! You see?
Lyria: But I still don't think it's good for you to keep getting captured…
Beatrix: Who cares as long as I can escape? I'm a pro at slipping out of ropes and breaking locks and stuff.
Beatrix proudly whips out a rope.
Beatrix: I'll show you what I mean. Tie me up as tight as you want. I'll get out of it easily.
Beatrix: ((Captain), you really didn't hold back, did you? This is ridiculously tight…)
Beatrix: Oof… This is… a toughie all right…
Beatrix: But if I… do this…
After a bit of squirming, Beatrix escapes the rope.
Beatrix: Hehe… What do you think of that!
Vyrn: W-wow… amazing! Wow… Amazing! But it did look kind of painful…
Beatrix: No, heh, not at all! It was easy—way too easy!
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Zeta: Sigh…
Looking exasperated, Zeta raps Beatrix on the head.
Beatrix: You don't have to hit me!
Zeta: …Listen, Bea. No matter how well you can wiggle out of ropes, there's no guarantee it'll always go that well.
Beatrix: That's not true! It always goes well! Perfectly!
Zeta: What's perfect about it? You were crying like a baby when I retrieved you last time.
Beatrix: No I wasn't! There was… um… something in my eye…
Beatrix: And if I'd had little more time, I would have got out of it by myself…
Zeta: Liar! Stop acting so conceited! There's no way you would have made it by yourself! Are you really that stupid?
Beatrix: Wha! What did you just call me?
Vaseraga: Cut it out, the both of you. Zeta, you've said too much.
Vaseraga: But Beatrix. I hope you understand why she's being so hard on you.
Beatrix: Ugh… Well…
Vaseraga: You're strong, and you've got an unbreakable will. But that's also your weakness.
Vaseraga: Your strength is what allows you to fight alone… It's what drives you to fight alone.
Beatrix: …
Vaseraga: But there's a limit to how much a lone wolf can do without their pack. Just as you found out on the last mission.
Vaseraga: When your back is pushed against the wall, look to your partners for cues and you'll know what to do.
Vaseraga: This conversation's getting too long. I'll leave you with one final thought: stop acting in haste.
Beatrix: …All right…
Beatrix: Maybe I am too reckless… And no matter how hard I go, it's not like I'll ever get back the things I've lost…
Beatrix: I'm sorry I worried you two…
Zeta: Bea…
Beatrix bows her head in apology.
A silence descends on the room. Beatrix, sensing the awkwardness in the atmosphere, raises her head.
Beatrix: By the way, Zeta and Vaseraga, what kind of relationship do you two have with (Captain)?
Vaseraga: (Captain) has fought alongside us before.
Zeta: We fought together against a primal beast a while back.
Beatrix: A primal beast? (Captain), could you tell me more?
(Captain) explains that the crew is defeating primal beasts to collect Sky Map pieces, all in hopes of one day reaching Estalucia, Island of the Astrals.
Beatrix: Estalucia? I see…
Beatrix: Hey, (Captain)! Take me with you on your journey! Let me take out the primal beasts!
With a loud sigh, Zeta smacks Beatrix's again.
Beatrix: Hey! Stop that already!
Zeta: Geez… When are you gonna learn?
Beatrix: I have! That's why I'm not going alone this time. I'm going to hunt primal beasts with (Captain)!
Beatrix: Then we'd all get our way, right?
Vaseraga: …That's not a bad idea. This unruly mess of a girl will be safer with (Captain) and the others than on her own.
Zeta: Hmm… Well, you have a point, but still…
Beatrix: Right? Hehe… It's settled, then! Let me in your crew!
The crew is taking a break when Zeta and Beatrix ask to travel somewhere. Before they set out, Beatrix offers to cook everyone breakfast. Reactions are mixed to her overly sweet cooking, so Beatrix offers to fix normal food next.
(Captain) decides to give the crew the day off so they can recuperate from weeks of adventuring.
(Captain) is loafing around with Vyrn and Lyria when Zeta and Beatrix come up to them.
Beatrix: Hey, (Captain). We're not searching for primal beasts today, right? So why don't we go somewhere?
Zeta: Yeah, we've got time off, so it'd be a shame to waste it doing nothing.
Lyria: You've got a point! Let's go somewhere, (Captain)!
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Zeta: Then it's settled! Where should we go?
Vyrn: Whoa, hold up. We haven't even had breakfast yet!
Lyria: Now you mention it, I am feeling pretty hungry…
Beatrix: I'll whip up something then. It'll be super tasty, so don't you worry.
Zeta: Huh?
Beatrix: Hehe… Just trust me.
Puffing out her chest in pride, the confident Beatrix heads to the galley.
Vyrn: Hey, Red. You seemed surprised just now. Is Blue's cooking really that bad?
Zeta: Not at all. She's actually a great cook.
Zeta: Hehe… Well, let's just say you'll understand my reaction after you've had a taste.
Beatrix: All right, they're done! My special sandwiches! Hehe… You'll love these!
Lyria: Thank you! Wow! They're so tasty!
Vyrn: S-sure… But the flavor's crazy sweet…
Zeta: Hehe… Tastes like cake or something, right?
Vyrn: Yeah, it's totally like eating dessert! What are these?
Beatrix: Oh, you don't like them?
Vyrn: I wouldn't say that… It's just that I was sort of expecting to eat some normal food.
Zeta: I'll go make something simple, then.
Beatrix: Wait a sec! Hold on!
Beatrix: I'll make it, Zeta! Something normal, right? I'm on it!
Vyrn: No sweet stuff, okay?
Beatrix: I know! I can make regular food, too. No sweat! Do you have any requests?
Lyria: How about some fish? I haven't had any in a while!
Beatrix: G-t it. Fish it is! Let's head to the Sea of North Vast and catch something fresh!
Vyrn: North Vast? You mean there's a sea on that frozen lump of an island?
Beatrix: I caught a glimpse of it last time I was there. The fish were pretty small, but I bet they taste delicious when fried!
Beatrix: Now let's go! Just watch me! I'll catch some tasty fish and cook 'em for you!
Though Beatrix's boasting worries the crew, they set out for the Sea of North Vast anyway.
Unbeatable Cooking: Scene 2
Beatrix manages to make a delicious fish dish—but it's still sweet enough to be a dessert. For her next recipe, she promises to make something more savory and convinces the crew to head to Fertyl Island to procure sweetcap mushrooms.
After reaching the Sea of North Vast, Beatrix is able to catch a respectable amount of fish.
The crew returns to the airship with her haul.
Vyrn: Whoa, you caught some pretty big fish! I'm lookin' forward to this. What's the matter, Blue?
Beatrix: Well… I was just thinking that they kind of stink…
Zeta: Don't tell me… Is this the first time you've done this? Do you know how to prepare them?
Beatrix: First time? Of course not! I'm perfectly used to this kind of thing. One tasty fish dish coming right up!
Lyria: Hehe… I can't wait!
Vyrn: That makes one of us…
Beatrix soon returns carrying plates of crisply fried fish.
Lyria: Wow! It looks so yummy!
Beatrix: Hehe. Told you so. It's going to be delicious. Now eat it up quick, before it gets cold!
(Captain) practically drools at the sight of the fried fish. After a bite, (Captain)'s eyes widen—the flavor is amazing.
Zeta: I'm shocked. Bea, this is great stuff.
Beatrix: Hehe. I know, right? Delicious, huh?
Vyrn: Yeah it's really good… The sugar works great; the sweetness really pleases the palette just like…
Vyrn: Just like cake! This tastes exactly like a dessert again! How did you manage that?
Beatrix: Wha? That's impossible!
The flustered Beatrix samples some of the food herself, growing speechless.
Beatrix: It's so sweet…
Zeta: Haha. Guess I'll go make something after all.
Beatrix: Wait! This is… um… the appetizer!
Zeta: You're serving a sweet dish as the starter course? So what were the sandwiches supposed to be?
Beatrix: They were… um…
Beatrix: Anyway! The next course will be super tasty! So what would you guys like this time?
Having happily consumed the tasty but sweet, Lyria smiles innocently.
Lyria: I'd like some kind of wild mountain vegetable. Like mushrooms or something…
Beatrix: Mushrooms? Oh, I've got it! The sweetcap!
Zeta: The sweetcap mushroom? Isn't that, like, a five star gourmet ingredient?
Beatrix: Yep, you've got it! Let's go pick one!
Lyria: Hehe, I can't wait!
Zeta: Can you really find a sweetcap this time of year?
Beatrix: Where there's a will, there's a way! I'll find an extra tasty one too! Come on, (Captain)!
Harboring more than a little doubt, the crew heads to the mountains of Fertyl Island in search of the sweetcap mushroom.
Unbeatable Cooking: Scene 3
While Beatrix is cooking the sweetcap mushrooms, Zeta explains Beatrix's obsession with being successful. Beatrix comes back with a prepared dish, which to no one's surprise is still too sweet. Her determination stronger than ever, she announces she'll make a salad next.
Miraculously, Beatrix succeeds in obtaining a sweetcap mushroom.
Zeta: I-I… I can't believe you actually found one…
Beatrix: Yeah… But geez, mushrooms sure are weird…
Vyrn: Huh? Blue, don't tell me… Is this your first time seeing a mushroom?
Zeta: You're kidding me! Can you really cook this, Bea? You sure you don't want me to do it?
Beatrix: Nah. I don't need your help, Zeta! I'll manage on my own… probably.
Vyrn: What? Probably?
Beatrix: I didn't say that! This'll be no problem! I'll go make it, so just shut up and wait!
Zeta: Sigh… She always was a sore loser…
Vyrn: Oh, you mean she's always acting tough 'cause she hates losing to you, Red?
Zeta: I don't think it's only me. She doesn't like losing to anyone.
Lyria: What do you mean?
Zeta: …Well, no one likes to admit their weaknesses.
Zeta: And that girl's obsessed with glory.
Vyrn: Now that you mention it, she does always seem strangely excited about hunting primals beasts and finding success.
Vyrn: We've always wondered why that is…
(Captain) nods at Vyrn's words.
Zeta: When Bea was young, everything was taken from her by enemies of the Society.
Lyria: Everything?
Zeta: That’s right. Everything. Her social status, her family… and pretty much anything else you can think of.
Lyria: That's awful…
Zeta: Bea was originally from a noble family. And after she survived her loss, she was teased for falling from nobility.
Zeta: But instead of resenting those who bullied her, she turned her anger on those who took everything from her and swore revenge.
Zeta: It was after that that she came to hate losing and started acting tough.
Zeta: To show those who snubbed her how wrong they were, she grew up strong and willful.
Vyrn: I see now… You sure know a lot about her, Red.
Zeta: Hehe… I've known Bea singe before we joined the Society, so you could say we're familiar.
Zeta: And yet, all by herself, she's still trying to…
Just as (Captain) starts to ask about the meaning behind Zeta's words, the door opens, and a fragrant aroma wafts in.
Beatrix: All done! Eat 'em while they're hot!
Beatrix offers the party dishes of sliced and roasted sweetcap mushroom.
Zeta: Oh, that's a nice smell! That's definitely sweetcap mushroom… I was worried, but seems like it turned out okay.
Lyria: Yay! Let's eat!
Vyrn: Whoa… This is…
Beatrix: Well? Is it tasty? Tell me!
Zeta: Bea, you really are a skilled cook. These are just great.
Zeta: With every bite I take, my mouth is filled with the deliciously mellow, sweet…
Zeta: Flavor of cake! Wait, is this a starter too? Just how many appetizers are you planning to serve to us?
Beatrix: Wha? There's just no way!
The flustered Beatrix tries a piece of the sliced sweetcap mushroom.
Beatrix: It's sweet… But how could this be?
Vyrn: That's what we wanna know.
Lyria: But it was really delicious! Even if it tasted and smelled like cake, I've never tasted anything like it!
Beatrix: Ugh… This is, you know… to ready your palates, so… so you'll get the full impact of the next dish I'm going to make!
Zeta: Haha… We know this was no appetizer. Do you still have the energy to make more?
Beatrix: Of course! Hey, Lyria! What do you feel like next?
Lyria: Um… Oh, I know! How about some regular vegetables… like in a salad?
Vyrn: Yeah! I'm up for that… Something plain, with no dressing!
Beatrix: Got it! All right, let's go pick some fresh vegetables!
Thus the crew sets off in the airship in search of fresh produce.
Unbeatable Cooking: Scene 4
Beatrix's salad ends up tasting like honest-to-goodness salad. On the other hand, her soup tastes as sweet as almost everything else she makes. Beatrix is upset by this, so Zeta gently offers to help her with her cooking.
After obtaining some fresh vegetables, Beatrix prepares the salad in the galley and then serves it to the crew.
Beatrix: Here's the salad! Hehe. Now dig in!
Vyrn: Hey, Red… You took a peek just now, right? Are we all clear?
Zeta: Yeah… I think we're safe. All Bea did was put the vegetables on the plates.
Beatrix: What are you two whispering about?
Vyrn: Nothing! Let's eat up!
With a stoic expression, (Captain) cautiously tastes one of the vegetables.
Lyria: Oh!
Vyrn: It… It tastes…
Beatrix: …
Lyria: These vegetables taste just like they're supposed to!
Zeta: It's true! This tastes like a proper salad! Bea, you've done it! Now this is a true starter!
Beatrix: Hehe. Of course it is. Nothing could be easier than making salad!
In spite of her confident words, Beatrix looks relieved.
Seeing her feel better, (Captain) cracks a smile.
Vyrn: Aaaah… that salad was really refreshing and delicious. Good goin', Blue!
Lyria: It was great! But now I'm craving something kind of warm…
Beatrix: I thought you'd say that! So I went ahead and made some soup! Hehe… See how considerate I am?
Lyria: Wow! Thanks so much!
Vyrn: This is normal soup, right?
Beatrix: Well of course! I just made it with the salad leftovers!
Vyrn: Okay… I guess there's nothing to fear then.
Thinking the same, (Captain) gives Beatrix's soup a taste.
Vyrn: Hmm… What a nice, mild flavor. And this sweet aroma… It's…
Vyrn: …Sweet! Seriously?
Beatrix: What?
Vyrn: What's the big idea? I mean, you made the salad just fine!
Beatrix: Ugh… I… I wish I knew…
Zeta: Haha! No more! I just can't take it anymore! Hahahaha!
Zeta: Haha… How do you do it every single time? Why is everything you make so sweet?
Zeta: I guess this is another one of your appetizers, huh? So what was that salad? And just when is the main course coming? Haha!
Lyria: Hehe… It really is a little funny…
Beatrix: Ugh… Don't laugh… Why is this happening?
Zeta: Hehe… You never change, do you? You're still trying to fight your battles by yourself.
Beatrix: Where'd that come from all of a sudden?
Zeta: There's nothing sudden about it. This cooking is just one more example of something you should have let us help you with.
Zeta: And I could say the same about battles and everything else. You're taking on too much alone.
Zeta: Stop trying to act so strong. You're not alone, so why don't you work with everyone more?
Beatrix: …
Beatrix: Yeah… I guess you're right. I suppose I was being a little headstrong. Just a tiny bit.
Beatrix: My cooking today, battles, and everything else that lies ahead… I'm always trying to take all of it on by myself.
Beatrix: I'm sorry.
Vyrn: There's nothing to apologize for! Let's just work together from now on, okay?
Lyria: That's right! You're part of the crew! We should always help each other out!
(Captain) emphatically agrees with Vyrn and Lyria.
Beatrix: Thanks. In that case… let's all work together, guys.
Lyria: Sure! And please cook for us again, okay?
Beatrix: But, my cooking… It all tastes sweet. Remember?
Vyrn: Well, I admit don't really get that part, but it all tastes delicious! Maybe better than anything I've ever had!
Beatrix: Really?
Lyria: Yeah! It was all so tasty! I'd love to have some more sometime!
Beatrix: Hehe… Of course you would! So I guess I'll make—
As Beatrix starts to boast again, Zeta raps her on the head.
Beatrix: Ouch! What was that for?
Zeta: Don't get carried away. You were about to launch right back into your shenanigans…
Zeta: Look, I'll teach you how to make regular food. Come here.
Beatrix: Thanks…
As Zeta and Beatrix head for the galley, the rest of the crew follows behind, smiling supportively.
Altough she occasionally shows frustration, Beatrix earnestly studies the art of cooking under Zeta.
Under her tutor's watchful eye, she comes to learn a little humility.
But, as it turns out, after several hours of instruction not even Zeta's expertise can rid Beatrix's food of its trademark sweetness.
In the midst of battle with automagod Versatile, Beatrix has a flashback to how she was called upon by Ilsa to wield the seal weapon Embrasque. During the bonding process, she accepts Embrasque as a partner rather than a tool, achieving harmony with it.
What follows is the story of the immortal ultramarine and a sword that devours causality.
It all began with the battle against Versatile, the fourteenth automagod forged by Alandus after betraying the Society.
In order to stop the rampaging Versatile, the crew attempted to reawaken Embrasque, which had been absorbed by the automagod.
Beatrix: I'm the lynchpin?
Cassius: Regardless of my continued skepticism, you are the only one who claims to be able to hear the voice of your weapon.
Cassius: Embrasque's core is its own enigma memory. It's still inside Versatile. You have to reawaken it.
With the support of her companions, Beatrix leaps onto Versatile's chest where Embrasque slumbers.
Beatrix: C'mon, Embrasque! You and I are invincible!
Responding to Beatrix's shout, Versatile's chest glows with a deep blue light which envelops her.
While bathed in the light, Beatrix calls softly to Embrasque as if in prayer.
Beatrix: Hey, Embrasque... do you remember when we first met?
About a year before Beatrix first meets (Captain) and others in the crew...
One day, Beatrix receives a confidential summons from Ilsa and heads to the Society headquarters.
Beatrix: Why am I the only one being called on for this meeting...
Beatrix: Oddly enough, they wouldn't tell me any details beforehand...
Beatrix: A solo assignment without Zeta or Vaseraga has never happened before...
Beatrix: Plus it's Sergeant Ilsa calling me in... Wait, what are the chances I'm getting demoted back to recruit training?
Beatrix: Ugh, please tell me that's not it! Surely this private summons means my efforts are being acknowledged, and now I'm being entrusted with some super secret mission...
Half convincing herself, Beatrix arrives at the designated room.
Beatrix: Reporting for duty, Sergeant Ilsa!
Ilsa: There you are, Hellcat. Let's get straight to business—
Beatrix: I-it's a classified mission, right? Yeah, I figured! Let's hear the details—
Ilsa: Apparently, everything I taught you in training has gone right out your other ear, hasn't it?
Beatrix: Urk.
Ilsa: You listen to your superior in silence until they're finished! I thought I drilled that into your head on day one—stuffed in so tight that there wasn't even room for earwax!
Beatrix: Y-yeah, I remember! Sorry...
Ilsa: Whatever. Zip that motor mouth and look here.
Ilsa gestures at a weapon lying by her side.
Ilsa: You already know about the Society's seal weapons. This is one of them—the Embrasque Sword.
Ilsa: The Society has decided to assign you as the contractor for Embrasque.
Beatrix: Huh?
Ilsa: Until now you just had to chase after the others... but not anymore.
Ilsa: As Embrasque's contractor, you'll be given solo assignments. You'll need to be more prepared than ever.
Ilsa: ... No reaction? Don't tell me you're about to faint out of sheer happiness—
Beatrix: ...
Ilsa: Hey... Are you still in there!
Startled by Beatrix's silence, Ilsa sharpens her tone.
There is no cheer or visible shock from Beatrix, only quiet tears streaming down her cheeks.
Beatrix: S-sorry... I'm listening...
Ilsa: You're throwing me off here... Do you really think this is too much for you?
Ilsa: The Society judged you capable, and I agree with that judgment.
Ilsa: And just so we're clear, this isn't a job for anyone who'd turn tail and run. If you want to decline—
Beatrix: I'm not declining. That's not it. It's just...
Beatrix: I guess I was overwhelmed, realizing I've finally made it this far.
Beatrix quietly shuts her eyes.
What surfaces in her mind is a burning manor beset by an angry mob.
???: ...
And off to the side, at a safe distance away from the bedlam, is a certain foe flashing a mocking grin.
Young Beatrix: That's him... He took my parents!
Beatrix: Becoming a seal weapon contractor means I get to fight on the front lines. I'll be able to take down more of the Foe...
Beatrix: And someday, for sure...
The Embrasque Sword flares in response to Beatrix's words.
Ilsa: Well. Seems the sword has a favorable impression of you.
Ilsa: Hellcat! Take Embrasque in your hands!
Beatrix: Okay!
Following Ilsa's command, Beatrix takes hold of Embrasque.
In the next moment, the sword glows even brighter and begins to vibrate.
Beatrix: Guh... Nghhh...
Ilsa: Don't let Embrasque get the better of you! Make it acknowledge you as its contractor!
Beatrix: Y-you don't have to tell me!
Beatrix: (I can handle this much... There's no way I'm letting go!)
Determined to see this through, Beatrix grips the shining Embrasque Sword even tighter.
She then senses a faint voice echo in the back of her mind.
Beatrix: (What is this... I feel like Embrasque is reaching out to me.)
Beatrix: (Is it testing my resolve? No, that's not it. All this time, you've been searching for someone who would stay by your side, haven't you?)
Beatrix: (Not as a tool, but as a companion...)
Beatrix: (Sorry—even I only saw you as a tool to vanquish my enemies.)
Beatrix: (But it's okay; you and I are equals now.)
Beatrix: No matter what happens, I'll fight alongside you!
Beatrix: I swear I'll take on every fate that comes our way! So lend me your strength, Embrasque!
As Beatrix calls out, the sword flares with one final, dazzling glow.
The light soon softens, and Embrasque settles comfortably into Beatrix's grasp.
Ilsa: Color me surprised. I mean, I figured you'd be compatible, but I didn't think it'd happen this quickly.
Beatrix: Wait, did I just do something amazing?
Ilsa: Honestly? Yes. Among the seal weapons, Embrasque has always been particularly picky about its contractor.
Ilsa: There've been a few others chosen by the Society before, but...
Ilsa: You're the only one who's been accepted by Embrasque itself.
Beatrix: Wait, really?
Beatrix: All right! Haha, I knew it! I really am incredible! Well, it's only natural—it's me we're talking about!
Ilsa: Don't let it get to your head!
Beatrix: Eek!
Ilsa: From now on, you'll be assigned even more high-risk missions as a seal weapon contractor.
Ilsa: You'd better not make the kind of careless mistakes you've made until now. Keep your head in the game and do your job!
Beatrix: Y-yes, Sergeant...
Ilsa: Good. Dismissed!
Practically chased out by Ilsa, Beatrix murmurs quietly to Embrasque.
Beatrix: Guess we're partners now, huh? Looking forward to working with you, Embrasque.
Beatrix: With you and me, we'll be in perfect sync in no time, clearing mission after mission...
Beatrix: And some day, I'll be taking down every one of my own foes by my own hands.
Beatrix grips Embrasque's hilt tightly, causing the entire blade to shimmer with deep blue light.
Gazing at its gentle gleam, Beatrix silently reflects on the path that brought her here.
Her Causality Begins: Scene 2
As a child, Beatrix lives happily as the daughter of a noble family—until failed reforms lead to insurmountable debt and a violent uprising. She escapes thanks to the butler, but her parents are killed by villagers incited by a moneylender.
Beatrix is born as the only daughter of a noble family that governs a prosperous region.
Admired by his people as a benevolent lord, Beatrix's father often shares words of wisdom with his daughter.
Beatrix's Father: Even as a child, Beatrix, you bear the title of a noble. Wear that pride with dignity and do not sully your family's legacy.
Young Beatrix: Pride as a noble?
Beatrix's Father: That's right. We represent the people. We must always keep them in mind and serve as a model for them.
Beatrix's Father: Be compassionate to others, strict with yourself. If you see someone struggling, offer a helping hand.
Beatrix's Father: And when adversity finds you, face it with courage instead of waiting for someone else to save you.
Beatrix's Father: Having the strength of heart to confront all hardship head-on will make you strong.
Young Beatrix: Okay, I get it! I'll do my best to become an honorable noble like you and Mother!
Beatrix's Mother: Haha, Beatrix works so hard with both her studies and her training.
Beatrix's Mother: She'll surely grow into a wonderful ruler beloved by all her people.
Guided by her strict yet understanding father and gentle, kindhearted mother, Beatrix devotes herself to her studies, determined to become a noble they can be proud of.
But the more Beatrix learns, the more she realizes that something isn't quite right at home.
Moneylender: So this is all you have for this installment?
Beatrix's Father: Yes... However, I shall repay you in full as soon as the next harvest comes...
Moneylender: Well, I suppose that's fine. But I'll be charging you extra interest for what's missing.
Young Beatrix: (It's him again... He's the one who's been lending Father money for the land reforms, isn't he...)
Young Beatrix: (But none of the debt is getting paid back, and it seems like the harvests are getting smaller too...)
Young Beatrix: (The townsfolk who used to play with me in the fields look so worried lately...)
Beatrix's father uses borrowed funds to provide for the people and to reform the farmland.
But when the reforms fail to bear fruit, difficulties sweep through the domain.
Beatrix's once-thriving family finds itself pressed by hardship in just a few years.
Young Beatrix: (Father and Mother must be doing what's right for the people. So why do they look so sad?)
Young Beatrix: (I need to study even harder. I'll grow up as fast as I can and help my parents and everyone in the land.)
Young Beatrix: (That's my duty as a noble!)
Motivated by this determination, Beatrix devotes herself to her studies and training more than ever before.
One day, Beatrix notices just how tired her parents look.
Young Beatrix: Mother and Father have been working so hard lately... At this rate, they might collapse.
Young Beatrix: I know! I'll cheer them up with something sweet, just like Mother makes!
Aiming to recreate her mother's delicious treats, Beatrix tries baking in the kitchen.
But as a small child, she has no idea how to work the large oven—
Young Beatrix: Eep!
Beatrix's Father: What happened!
Beatrix's Mother: Beatrix! How many times have I told you not to go near the oven alone!
Beatrix's Mother: Are you hurt? No burns, I hope?
Young Beatrix: S-sorry... I'm okay. I didn't get burned. Did I break the oven?
Beatrix's Father: Let's see... Looks like you just overheated the sweets and they burst inside. The oven itself should be fine.
Beatrix's Father: Still, it's rare for you to break the rules. What happened?
Young Beatrix: Um... I wanted you and Mother to have a break, so I tried making cookies.
Young Beatrix: But I didn't know how to use the oven and ended up burning them...
Beatrix shyly holds out the baking tray.
On it are lumpy cookies she tried to make by imitating her mother as best she could.
Beatrix's Mother: You made these... because you wanted us to rest?
Beatrix's Mother: I'm sorry, Beatrix. We've ended up making you worry so much, haven't we?
Beatrix's Father: You went to all this trouble... Why don't we all take it easy today and have a little tea party together?
Young Beatrix: But... I messed them up...
Beatrix's Father: A little burnt edge is nothing to worry about. For your first try, you did amazingly well.
Beatrix's Father: Looks like you have a talent not only for being a fine noble, but for making sweets as well.
Young Beatrix: Hehe! That's because I'm always learning how to make tasty treats from you, Mother!
Beatrix's Mother: Even though we haven't made sweets together in a while... I'm amazed you remembered everything.
Beatrix's Mother: Which reminds me—your eighth birthday is coming up soon, isn't it?
Beatrix's Mother: As thanks for today, I'll bake you the most delicious cake I can for your birthday.
Young Beatrix: Wow... Hooray! I want a super sweet cake with lots of cream!
Beatrix's Mother: Haha, I'll put in so much cream that you'll practically be swimming in it. That's a promise.
On Beatrix's birthday, just as she waits eagerly for her cake, distant sounds of commotion reach her ears.
Young Beatrix: Huh? Someone's shouting by the entrance...
Beatrix's Father: Who are you! Why are you doing this?
Brigand: Heh heh, like I'm gonna bother wastin' my time explainin' when you're all about to die anyway!
Brigand: All right, boys! Take every last bit of loot you can carry!
Beatrix's Father: Kgh! The rest of you, run! Alert the villagers and call the guards—
Standing bravely at the forefront beside the male servants, Beatrix's father looks behind the brigands and is struck speechless with shock.
Beatrix follows his gaze—and freezes just like her father.
Moneylender: The lord who made you all suffer is right here! Burn his manor to the ground!
Moneylender: Take everything from he who did nothing but rack up debts and make your lives miserable!
Villagers: Uuoooogh!
Young Beatrix: The villagers... Why is everyone pointing their weapons at us?
Brigand: Heh! Beats me, kid! Think about it in the afterlife!
Beatrix's Mother: Beatrix! Get away!
Her mother rushes in to shield her from the brigand's attack.
His sword plunges deep into her back.
Beatrix's Mother: Eeeeek!
Beatrix: Mother? Please... Why...
Beatrix: Noooooooo!
Awash in her mother's blood, Beatrix clings to her desperately, crying out.
But the family butler pulls Beatrix away, trying to get her to safety.
Young Beatrix: Let go! Mother! Father!
The butler brings Beatrix underground, hides her in a secret closet, and tells her not to come out until everything is over.
Beatrix waits there, just as she was told.
Young Beatrix: (Why... why! Why would the villagers hurt Mother and Father?)
Young Beatrix: (They always thought of everyone, even when times were hard. Why...)
Young Beatrix: (This is unforgivable!)
After what feels like an eternity, Beatrix cautiously crawls out from the closet.
Young Beatrix: I can't hear anything anymore...
Young Beatrix: Father... Mother... Mr. Butler?
Soot blankets the entire house, the acrid scent of smoke hanging thick in the air as Beatrix frantically searches for her family.
She finally finds her parents at the entrance.
Parents: ...
Young Beatrix: Father... Mother...
Afterward, when nearby lords, mercenaries, and the Crew of Enforcers arrive in the aftermath, there is no longer any sign of the brigands.
Beatrix is found and taken into care, the shock of finding her parents' bodies never fading.
Her Causality Begins: Scene 3
The orphaned Beatrix is adopted by greedy nobles who neglect her. Swearing revenge on the moneylender, she trains herself and, on her fifteenth birthday, leaves her foster family behind to pursue vengeance alone.
After losing her parents to the villagers' attack, Beatrix is taken in by a nearby noble who claims to have been their close friend.
However, as soon as the adoption paperwork is completed, the noble who kindly welcomed Beatrix to his estate shows a different face.
Foster Father: Tch... With all the land they had, I thought they'd have stockpiled a fortune. Just my luck that there's practically nothing left!
Foster Father: To leave behind so little after ruling such a rich territory—you know, your folks couldn't have been more incompetent.
Young Beatrix: ...!
Foster Father: In any case, you signing over your legal claim to that land will be sufficient for now.
Foster Father: Once you come of age, you can at least make yourself useful by marrying into a reputable family.
Young Beatrix: Thank you for taking me in...
Young Beatrix: (Hating this man won't change anything. That's just wallowing in my own misery.)
Young Beatrix: (And that would be shameful for a noble. There are more important things I have to do.)
The memory of that rueful day never leaves Beatrix's mind.
Young Beatrix: (The villagers set fire to the manor and killed my parents... But it was someone else that drove them to action...)
Moneylender: The lord who made you all suffer is right here! Burn his manor to the ground!
Young Beatrix: (He was the one leading them... the man who convinced Father to invest in land reform.)
Young Beatrix: (In truth, he never cared about improving the land and deceived Father from the very start.)
Young Beatrix: (He burned through our money, brought the estate to ruin, and stoked the villagers' resentment.)
Young Beatrix: (All to bring down my parents... He's the real enemy.)
Young Beatrix: (I'll grow up as fast as I can... and when the time is right, I'll make him pay!)
Beatrix's foster parents don't give her much in the way of education or even enough to eat, let alone comfort.
Yet Beatrix never utters a word of discontent, instead devoting every spare moment to rigorous training.
Foster Brother: Hey, Bargain Beatrix! What are you doing waving that sword around all day?
Foster Brother: You'll just wear out your one good outfit even more by sweating that much.
Young Beatrix: Daily training was my father's rule.
Foster Brother: Humph... When are you going to stop acting like some noble heir?
Foster Brother: Even if you train every single day, you've got no land left to protect.
Foster Brother: If you need something to practice, maybe try brushing up your etiquette for those matchmaking sessions. Want me to give you a lesson?
Young Beatrix: ...
Foster Brother: Tch... Acting all high and mighty for an orphan, aren't you!
Beatrix ignores her foster brother completely and keeps training with her sword.
On her fifteenth birthday, Beatrix appears before her foster family in traveling clothes.
Foster Father: Hey, Beatrix! I came because you said it was urgent—and here you are dressed in those filthy rags!
Foster Father: Get changed right this instant! If anyone sees you like this, you'll never get a marriage offer!
Beatrix: Not much point. I never have anything to wear but rags anyway.
Beatrix: And I'm not interested in matchmaking. After today, I'm cutting ties with all of you.
Foster Father: Huh? What are you talking about!
Beatrix: Exactly what it sounds like. I'm leaving this house and not coming back.
Beatrix: As for the land you took from me? Consider it payment for taking me in.
Beatrix: Maybe I'll see you around.
With an air of indifference, Beatrix turns her back and starts to leave.
Foster Brother: Wait, Beatrix! You can't just say stuff like that...
Foster Brother: You're really going to leave after everything Father did for you?
Foster Brother: As the next head of this family, I won't allow it. I'll stop you by force if I have to.
Beatrix: Is that so? Sorry, but I don't think you can beat me.
Foster Brother: Why, you little...
Enraged by Beatrix's words, her foster brother grabs a wooden sword and attacks.
But she dodges his strike with ease.
Beatrix: Don't you remember what the so-called "Bargain" Beatrix was doing every day? Hup!
Beatrix: Haah!
Beatrix strikes his solar plexus with the sheath of her sword.
Foster Brother: Guh!
Struck in a vital spot, her foster brother gasps and collapses to the floor.
Foster Father: Insolent brat!
Beatrix: If you're going to pick a fight, expect retaliation. Even someone who's not a noble would understand that.
Beatrix: Oh look, I just struck your precious heir. Guess that means I'm disowned for good. Well, I'm out of here.
With a final cold glance at her glowering foster father, Beatrix turns her back on the family estate for the last time.
This time, there's no one left who can stop her.
Her Causality Begins: Scene 4
On her journey for revenge, Beatrix collapses after a failed mafia base infiltration and is rescued by Zeta. The two become friends, but when Zeta leaves to become a knight, Beatrix sets off on her quest alone once more.
Beatrix leaves the island where she was born and raised, setting out on a journey that takes her all across the skies.
To hunt down any clues about her parents' killers, she deliberately infiltrates shady societies and rough neighborhoods—
Beatrix: Phew! Things got a bit wild, but I got the powder barrels to explode, and now the restraints are off!
Beatrix: Time to hightail it out of here!
Time and again, Beatrix finds herself in a tight spot but always manages to pick up intel and make her escape.
Beatrix: (No useful leads this time either... Oh well, can't let it get me down. On to the next one!)
Beatrix: (There seem to be more and more islands falling to lawlessness these days... I'm sure it won't be hard to find my next target.)
Beatrix: It'd honestly be easier if there were some shadowy organization pulling all the strings behind every conflict out there.
Beatrix: If it existed, I could just cut off the head of the snake and call it a day...
One day, Beatrix attempts to sneak into a certain mafia base.
Beatrix: That door must be the boss's office... I already took out the guards, so now's my chance.
Beatrix: Gotta poke around before the boss gets back—
Mafia Boss: Is that so? In that case, I'd better deal with you right now.
Beatrix: Gwah!
As Beatrix tries to enter, a bullet fired from behind tears through her shoulder.
She spins around and sees what looks like the mafia boss standing there with a pistol.
Beatrix: Damn... Who the hell just starts shooting people like that!
Mafia Boss: It's Negotiation 101: Strike first to make the bargaining easier.
Mafia Boss: Now, why'd you try to enter my room? If you don't spill, I'll just fire again.
Beatrix: Like I'm ever telling you that!
Mafia Boss: Wha? Y-you little—
Beatrix: This is what I call a strategic withdrawal! Just don't confuse it for running away!
Beatrix uses the smoke to slip away from the boss's grasp.
She barely manages to board a passing air ferry and escape to the next random island.
Beatrix: Damn... Looks like a bullet wound doesn't heal up so easily...
Beatrix: I'm starving... and I'm losing energy fast...
Woman's Voice: Hm? What an odd sound that was just now...
Woman's Voice: Wha... Hey, you! Come on, hold it together!
Beatrix: Ngh...
When she comes to, Beatrix finds herself not in a cold alley, but in the warmth of a cozy shop.
Beatrix: Where... is this?
Blonde Woman: Nice to see you're up. You were collapsed out back behind this shop.
Blonde Woman: I patched you up a little, so for now have some water... and if you can manage it, eat this too.
With that, the blonde woman hands Beatrix a bun piled high with cream.
Beatrix: What's this?
Blond Woman: It's our specialty: a mega whipped cream bun. It's super sweet, but after what you've been through, it should be perfect.
Beatrix: Gee, thanks!
Beatrix: ...
Blond Woman: How is it? Honestly, plenty of customers say it's too sweet for them.
Beatrix: Really? I think it's delicious...
Blond Woman: Glad to hear it.
Beatrix says this as she hungrily devours the bun.
The blonde woman quietly watches, looking slightly at a loss for what to do.
Blond Woman: (Huh? For someone who seemed so hungry, she eats really neatly.)
Blond Woman: (She's a mess and looks like a runaway, but... maybe she's actually from a good family?)
Zeta: I'm Zeta. What about you, Miss Ragged Clothes?
Beatrix: I'm... Beatrix.
Zeta: Beatrix, huh? Bea it is, then! Want another mega whipped cream bun?
Beatrix: I do! But, hey, Zeta? Why did you help me?
Beatrix: I mean, just look at me—I look like trouble. Weren't you at least a bit suspicious?
Zeta: Huh? Well... yeah, you do look a little shady. Not just your clothes, but that bullet wound too.
Zeta: But you also seem like you're from a pretty decent background. Seeing a girl like you in this state, I just felt bad for you.
Beatrix: F-felt bad for me?
Beatrix's brows twitch in response.
Beatrix: Take that back! I'm not someone to be pitied!
Beatrix: I could have handled things myself without your help!
Zeta: Excuse me? That's a fine way to talk after being rescued!
Zeta: No way you could have managed alone—you were totally out of it!
Zeta: That's it. You're coming to my place next. I'm washing those filthy clothes and getting you cleaned up, whether you like it or not!
Beatrix: Wha... That's none of your business! I don't need your charity! I can take care of myself just fine!
Trading barbs, the two glare fiercely at each other for a while.
Then Zeta thrusts a finger at Beatrix.
Zeta: Fine, let's have a contest. If you're not as miserable as you say, then go ahead, prove it.
Beatrix: Huh?
Zeta: I'm a waitress here. Starting tomorrow, you come see me at this shop every day.
Zeta: If you show up looking put together and your life is in order, then you win.
Zeta: If you want, I'll even help you find a job and a place to live... Think you can handle that challenge?
Beatrix: Bring it on! I accept!
After that, Beatrix starts showing up at the shop every day while working a job Zeta helped her get with the town watch.
At first, the two argue a lot, but little by little, Beatrix and Zeta become friends.
Beatrix: You've really done all kinds of jobs, huh, Zeta...
Beatrix: Even though we're the same age, it feels like you've got way more experience than me.
Zeta: My parents said I should get a taste of the real world, so I've just been dabbling in anything and everything, really.
Zeta: Hey, Beatrix, do you have any dreams for the future? Like, if you enjoy making sweets so much, why not become a pastry chef?
Beatrix: A pastry chef, huh...
Beatrix's Father: Looks like you have a talent not only for being a fine noble, but for making sweets as well.
Beatrix: Yeah... it does sound like good work, but it's not what I need to do right now.
Beatrix: I have to get stronger as soon as I can and find my parents' killers.
Zeta: Hmm... Then how about working as a mercenary or joining a skyfarer crew?
Zeta: Although, judging from what people in the town watch say about you, I'm not sure you're really cut out for that kind of thing.
Zeta: They claim you just charge in to every incident on your own, get hurt, resolve the mess, and come back like nothing happened.
Beatrix: A-as long as I solve the problem, who cares how I did it! I just happen to be the first to go in and clear the way for everyone!
Zeta: Ahaha! Well, if you can actually get results, I guess that's its own kind of talent!
About half a year after Beatrix and Zeta first meet, the time comes for them to part ways.
Beatrix: Zeta! Is it true you've accepted that offer to become a knight?
Zeta: Yeah, it's true. I figured it was about time I tried some work that let me fight for a living.
Zeta: Are you... maybe feeling a little lonely?
Beatrix: Ugh... Sh-shut up! I mean... yeah... I guess I am...
Zeta: Ahaha. Hey, if I get some vacation time, maybe I'll come back to this island and visit you.
Beatrix: Nah, I'm leaving this island too. I've pretty much found all the info I can get here.
Beatrix: I'm going back on the road—hopping islands and chasing down clues on my parents' killers, just like before.
Zeta: So you'll be out seeking vengeance again... I hope it all works out in the end.
Zeta: Don't do anything reckless, Bea. And let's get tea together again if we run into each other somewhere, okay?
Beatrix: Yeah! Same to you, Zeta—stay safe out there!
Beatrix and Zeta share a firm handshake before going their separate aways.
With renewed resolve, Beatrix continues the search for those who ruined her family.
Beatrix discovers her nemesis is the Foe and joins the Society to pursue vengeance. Though confident, she struggles with teamwork as a trainee but catches the Society's attention with her unique potential.
About a year passes after Beatrix parts ways with Zeta and resumes her wandering journey.
On one island, Beatrix infiltrates a den of thugs.
Thug: ...
Beatrix: I thought I was onto something... but everyone here's a pushover.
Beatrix: Hm, maybe I was off the mark? Oh well, time to head back to town and look for another lea—
Beatrix: ...!
Muttering to herself, Beatrix suddenly senses someone suspicious behind her and holds her breath.
She glances back, careful not to be noticed, and spots a man lurking in the shadows, watching her closely.
Beatrix: (He's not one of the thugs. I don't feel any hostility... It's more like he's just observing me.)
Beatrix: (Maybe he's investigating these guys for the same reason I am? Does he know something I don't?)
Beatrix: (And come to think of it, that weird feeling I had when I snuck in here...)
Beatrix: (It's him!)
Beatrix: Hold it! Where do you think you're going!
Beatrix chases the fleeing man and manages to catch him in the outskirts of a nearby town.
She pins him down and presses her sword to his chest.
Beatrix: What were you investigating those thugs for? What are you after?
Suspicious Man: Aiiee! I-I'm not saying a word!
Suspicious Man: If they find out I talked about the Society... my life is as good as—ah!
Beatrix: Oh, the "Society," huh? So that's the boss pulling your strings.
Beatrix: Well, since you already slipped up, you might as well spill all the beans if you want to stay alive.
Beatrix presses her sword even closer to his throat.
Society Spy: Eeeek! O-okay! I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!
Society Spy: Our Society works to defeat the Foe that threatens the peace of these skies...
Beatrix: The "Foe"?
Society Spy: Yeah... They pop up everywhere, stirring up conflicts and making people miserable.
Society Spy: We even suspect those thugs are connected to the Foe... That's why I was sent here.
Beatrix: Hey... Do you know, specifically, what sort of stuff the Foe does?
Society Spy: I'm just a grunt, so I don't know the details.
Society Spy: But I've heard that any sudden uprisings or conflicts in the skies that don't quite add up usually have the Foe involved somehow...
Beatrix: ...! So it was them!
Beatrix: (If the Foe caused the rebellion that took my parents... then everything makes sense!)
Beatrix: (In which case, there's only one thing I have to do—)
Beatrix: You realize you'll be in big trouble if anyone finds out you leaked Society intel to an outsider, don't you?
Society Spy: Yeah... I might get kicked out, or worse...
Beatrix: Then let's make a deal. Take me to your people.
Society Spy: Y-you can't be serious!
Beatrix: I want to help take down the Foe too. Let me join your Society.
Beatrix: And look, if you show you brought in a promising recruit, maybe you'll get in less trouble, right?
Society Spy: True... All right, I'll tell you where our nearest base is.
Society Spy: I have to stay here and keep watch a little longer, so you'll have to go by yourself.
Beatrix: Got it! Thanks!
Beatrix sets off, buzzing with excitement, after getting the base's location from the man.
As he watches her leave, the man pulls a small device from his pocket and puts it to his ear.
Society Spy: Yes, it's me. I've shared the Society's facility location with the candidate.
Society Spy: I'll leave the rest to Sergeant Ilsa.
After successfully joining the Society, Beatrix is sent to undergo training alongside the other recruits.
When the trainees gather at the Society's training hall, Sergeant Ilsa is waiting there for them.
Ilsa: All right, fresh meat, looks like you're all here! Starting today, you're under my supervision!
Ilsa: The Society may have welcomed you as comrades, but that doesn't mean I do.
Ilsa: This training ends when I say it does. If you can't keep up, you'll be stuck here like mud for the rest of your lives.
Ilsa: Of course, if you really prove your worth, you can finish early and be sent to the front lines as a proper recruit.
Beatrix: Heheh. With all the experience I've got from traveling, training should be a breeze for me.
Beatrix: I'll fly through this in no time and be the first one of us out on the front lines!
Fired up by Ilsa's speech, Beatrix is determined to stand out and make a name for herself in the Society.
However, as soon as the training starts, Beatrix quickly becomes the main target of Ilsa's scolding.
Ilsa: You again! Why do you keep getting yourself blown up in the most ridiculous places, Hellcat!
Ilsa: How many times do I have to tell you—don't rush in alone! Are you a trainee, or are you just looking to die?
Beatrix had always fought alone up until now, relying on wild and desperate tactics to survive tough scrapes.
As a result, she's absolutely hopeless when it comes to working as a soldier within a group like the Society.
Beatrix: Ugh! But this is how I've always survived until now!
Ilsa: You mean, how you kept getting yourself into messes!
Beatrix: Uwaaagh!
Ilsa: You weren't even watching your step again! If this were real combat, there'd be nothing left of you but a smear, Hellcat!
Ilsa: That's enough training for today! As punishment, you're doing push-ups and sprints before you're allowed back to the dorms!
Beatrix: Damn it!
Biting her lip at Ilsa's orders, Beatrix sprints out to complete her penalty runs.
From the shadows, a Society member—Eustace—watches her quietly.
Eustace: So that's Beatrix, huh. Honestly... she's got a long way to go as a soldier.
Eustace: Still, she might have potential. I'll keep an eye on her.
With that brief report, Eustace silently leaves the training ground.
Immortal Partner: Scene 2
Beatrix reunites with Zeta in the Society and, motivated by feelings of rivalry, swiftly completes her long-stagnated training. Her first mission is to back up Zeta and Vaseraga, and she heads out ready to prove herself.
It's been about a year since Beatrix became a trainee in the Society.
Her peers from that time have all moved on and are being sent out on missions. As for herself...
Beatrix: Wha—failed again?
Beatrix: Why? I actually made it to the destination without triggering a single trap this time!
Ilsa: "Made it to the destination" is all you managed, you tantrum-throwing albatross!
Ilsa: Today's exercise was stealth! And yet you managed to cause cave-ins all along the way to the deepest part of the cave!
Ilsa: All that rampaging endangered the teams who entered after you!
Beatrix: Ungh...
Zeta: Oh, Sergeant Ilsa, there you are. May I submit our mission report?
Ilsa: Ah, sorry, Pupper and Armored Chicken. I was just wrangling the worst flunkee the Society's ever seen.
Zeta: Ah, I heard about her from the other new recru—
Zeta: Wait, Bea?
Beatrix: Zeta? Is that seriously you?
Beatrix: What are you doing here! What happened to you becoming a knight?
Zeta: That's my line! Since when did you become a trainee in the Society?
The completely unexpected reunion leaves Beatrix and Zeta staring at each other in shock.
Seeing this, Vaseraga looks at them curiously and poses a question.
Vaseraga: What is it, Zeta? Do you know this trainee?
Zeta: Yeah, a bit... It was before I joined the Society.
Zeta: I told you about her, right? That runaway girl I found.
Zeta: She was wild back then too, but I never thought she'd end up here in the Society.
Vaseraga: Ah, so that's her... I see. She really does seem as reckless as you described.
Noticing Zeta and Vaseraga whispering, Beatrix's expression twists in frustration.
Beatrix: Hey, what's with all the whispering... And not only are you in the Society, you're already a star!
Beatrix: Grr... Just you wait! Once I finish training, I'll catch up and surpass you!
Zeta: Uh, Bea... You've spent way longer in training than anyone else...
Zeta: I mean... aren't you forcing yourself into something you're just not suited for?
Beatrix: Are you saying I should give up?
Zeta: Oops...
Beatrix: I'll never give up! Just you watch! I'll finish training soon and surpass you!
Beatrix: Sergeant Ilsa! Please tell me more about what I did wrong earlier!
Beatrix: Next time, I'll nail this stealth exercise for sure!
Ilsa: Honestly... If you're that determined, I'll give you the hellish special training course.
Ilsa: Don't complain later, Hellcat!
Beatrix: You got it! Not a single whimper from me!
Zeta: Haaah... Did I just accidentally fire her up?
Vaseraga: Hmm... From the look of things, she really might climb up the ranks now.
Vaseraga: That stubborn streak reminds me a lot of you. Birds of a feather, huh?
Zeta: What? Who are you calling stubborn!
Vaseraga: What, you didn't realize it? Now that's a surprise.
Zeta: Why, you...
Zeta scowls at Vaseraga's words.
Meanwhile, Beatrix doesn't spare them a single glance and heads right back to her training.
Days later...
Beatrix surprisingly completes her training and gets ready to take on her first mission.
Beatrix: Hahah! I bet even you were impressed by how quickly I finished, huh?
Zeta: Honestly, I didn't think you'd really wrap it up that fast...
Zeta: Still, congrats. You're officially one of us now, Bea.
Beatrix: Yeah! Bring on any mission; I'm ready for anything!
Eustace: Beatrix, this will be your first mission. The job is to subdue a primal beast.
Beatrix: A primal beast hunt! Wow, I'm getting the big stuff right off the bat! Go, Beatrix!
Eustace: Don't get too excited. The leads on this mission will be Zeta and Vaseraga.
Eustace: Your role as backup is to ensure a safe retreat, just in case.
Beatrix: Huh? Backup? That means I might not even get to do anything!
Beatrix: I don't need a big team; I could do this solo! I'll take down the primal beast myself!
Eustace: No way am I giving that task to a rookie who just finished training and isn't a seal weapon contractor.
Eustace: If you want missions like that, you'll have to steadily earn the Society's trust first.
Beatrix: No way... If I go that slow, I'll never get close to avenging my family...
Eustace: Sigh...
Eustace lets out a resigned breath at Beatrix's frustration.
Eustace: I don't know or care why you joined the Society.
Eustace: But if you have a goal in mind, do what I say and prove yourself. That's your only path forward.
Beatrix: ...
Beatrix: Fine. You want results that'll blow all of you away, right?
Beatrix: Well, that's easy! I'll make myself indispensable and go way beyond backup—just watch!
Beatrix: Let's go, Zeta! Vaseraga!
Beatrix dashes off before either of them can respond.
Zeta: Hey! Wait up, Bea...
Zeta: Seriously, Eustace, don't go getting her riled up like that!
Eustace: Not my problem. You two had better follow before she causes trouble.
Vaseraga: So we're on babysitting duty, huh? Well, fine. Let's get moving, Zeta.
Vaseraga and an exasperated-looking Zeta quickly leave behind Beatrix.
Immortal Partner: Scene 3
Tasked with investigating a mafia group from her past, Beatrix learns they aided in her family's downfall. She goes on to complete the mission, confirming the Society's suspicion that she is meant to be Embrasque's contractor.
Some time has passed since Beatrix began working missions as a soldier in the Society.
Though she still hasn't been trusted with front-line assignments despite her efforts, her next mission soon comes in.
Ilsa: This time, your mission is to investigate a mafia syndicate. There's a high probability they're linked to the Foe, so proceed with caution.
Zeta: A mafia group with ties to the Foe, huh... What have they been up to?
Ilsa: Their main racket is arms smuggling. They buy up weapons that can't be obtained legally and sell them at steep prices to anyone desperate enough.
Ilsa: Insurgents trying to overthrow their lords, countries planning surprise attacks on their neighbors—those are their best customers.
Beatrix: Insurgents...
Ilsa: The smuggling itself has been going on for decades, but recently, we noticed something unusual.
Ilsa: Some of these smuggled weapons seem to be using primal beast power.
Vaseraga: I see... That lines up with how the Foe operates. There's a good chance things could get even worse if we don't act soon.
Vaseraga: We should deal with this while we still can.
Ilsa: Exactly. But for now, your primary objectives are to secure evidence of smuggling and to gather intel.
Ilsa: This syndicate controls a whole island, so before we go in full force, we need to scout and set up a plan.
Ilsa: Are you listening, Hellcat?
Beatrix: Yeah, I'm—
Beatrix: Ah!
Beatrix: This mafia... I fought them once before! Back when I first met Zeta!
Zeta: Oh, you mean when you were half-dead and collapsed in an alley? I guess that means you've got an old score to settle.
Beatrix: I wasn't defeated! That was a strategic retreat!
Beatrix: In fact, I got all the way to the boss's office!
Beatrix: That means I know the layout of their base like the back of my hand. This time, I'll take the lead!
Vaseraga: You leading is fine; just make sure you aren't seen.
Beatrix: Yeah, yeah, I know!
Beatrix once again infiltrates the mafia hideout.
Her memory is sharp and, despite a few close calls, the team makes it safely to the warehouse at the heart of the base.
Zeta: Wow, this place is packed to the ceiling with weapons. Looks like when it finally comes time to smash this place, we start here.
Vaseraga: Right. For now, let's just get a rough estimate of their stock. What're those papers over there?
Beatrix: Hang on. Hrmm... This looks like a client list.
Beatrix: Names of buyers and the islands they sent weapons to—but most of these dates are from around ten years ago.
Beatrix: If we could find something more recent, it'd be solid evidence...
Beatrix: ...!
Beatrix skims the list and suddenly goes wide-eyed at a familiar island name.
Zeta: Hey, Bea? You got really quiet all of a sudden—what's up?
Beatrix: One of the islands listed here... this is where my family's land was.
Zeta: What? Then your parents...
Beatrix: There's no doubt. These weapons they sold... that's what killed Mother and Father!
Beatrix: There's no way I'm letting them get away. I'm bringing this mafia down with my own hands!
Zeta: Whoa, hold on, Bea! I get how you feel, but our mission is recon, remember?
Zeta: We're setting things up so we can hit them hard—and safely—later. For now, we have to fall back.
Beatrix: No. If we back off and they realize something's up and get away, I'll never forgive myself.
Beatrix: Zeta, Vaseraga, finish your mission and return to base. I have to settle my own score.
Zeta: Wait, Bea!
Beatrix runs deeper into the hideout before Zeta can stop her.
Seeing this, Vaseraga puts a transceiver to his ear.
Vaseraga: Eustace. Beatrix has rushed ahead. We'll move to back her up.
Eustace's Voice: Permission denied. We have orders from above—stand down and observe.
Zeta: What! You're telling us to just stand here and let Bea get killed?
Vaseraga: Calm down, Zeta.
Vaseraga: Eustace, we'll comply for now. But if things really get bad, we are allowed to act, right?
Eustace: Yeah. We can't have her die here. But hold back as long as possible.
Eustace: The higher-ups are watching—if she can survive this, then...
Beatrix: Oraaaah!
Guard: ...!
Beatrix, driven by anger, has already taken down a number of mafia members and now stands in the boss's chamber.
The boss, startled at first by Beatrix's sudden appearance, quickly regains his composure and smirks.
Mafia Boss: Now that's a familiar face... Weren't you that little brat who broke into my office a few years back?
Mafia Boss: Didn't expect to see you barging in here again. What is it this time—you looking to join up with us or something?
Beatrix: I'm not here to chat. Just answer one question.
Beatrix faces him and mentions the island where her family lived.
Beatrix: It was on your customer list. Do you remember selling weapons to my parents' domain?
Beatrix: You sold those weapons, and the villagers used them to start a rebellion.
Mafia Boss: Beats me. There's no way I remember minor details from a decade ago.
Beatrix: You really don't remember anything?
Mafia Boss: The island's name and the client's name don't ring a bell.
Mafia Boss: Probably some nobody customer. Guess it was bad luck for us the coup went off so perfectly the first time.
Beatrix: Don't screw with me!
Beatrix: Because of the weapons you sold, my parents were murdered! How could you—
Mafia Boss: Hey now, that's not my problem. We just sold what was ordered, that's all.
Mafia Boss: However our customers use the merch is entirely up to them.
Beatrix: So you say...
Beatrix: In that case, there's only one solution.
Beatrix: I'm going to make sure you can never sell weapons again. I'm going to destroy you—all of you—completely.
Mafia Boss: Ha! Looks like you forgot how I kicked you out last time! Boys, give her a warm welcome!
On his signal, mafia members pour into the room and surround Beatrix.
They rush her all at once.
Beatrix: Gnnh!
Mafia Boss: Hahah! Now this is what I call outnumbered!
They pummel her, and Beatrix cries out in pain. However...
Beatrix: Compared to everything I've suffered so far, this pain is nothing. This doesn't even count as adversity!
Beatrix: Don't underestimate me!
Mafia Boss: Tch! She's tough... What's the matter with you idiots? Can't you handle one girl!
Beatrix: I'm not done yet!
Beatrix weathers the barrage of attacks, a tempest of steel and will amid the onslaught.
Though the mob assails her in relentless waves, Beatrix fells each adversary until she and the boss alone remain standing.
Beatrix: Huff... Huff... It's just you now...
Mafia Boss: Wh-what the hell are you! Damn it... Take this!
The boss, desperate, pulls out a pistol and fires at Beatrix.
Even in his panic, his aim is sharp—the shot looks like it goes straight through Beatrix...
Beatrix: Heh... Something like this won't kill me. There's no way I'm dying now...
Beatrix: I will see destroyed whoever it was that warped my destiny! I'll overturn all the suffering I've endured!
Beatrix: Whatever fate tries to throw at me, I'll devour it all!
Beatrix: I am immortal!
Mafia Boss: (No way... She just got shot, but she didn't even flinch?)
Beatrix: Here I goooo!
Mafia Boss: Gwaaaah!
Beatrix's attack lands squarely on the boss. With a cry, he collapses to the ground. Seeing this, Beatrix finally lets herself relax.
Beatrix: This is... my first step... toward revenge.
Beatrix: Ngh...
Murmuring to herself, Beatrix falls to the floor and loses consciousness.
At the same time—in the Society's seal weapon storage, something peculiar happens with the Embrasque Sword.
The sword flashes violently, as if resonating with someone's will, even though no one is touching it.
Ilsa: Eustace... Looks like the higher-ups were right after all.
Eustace: Yeah. It's decided—she's the true contractor for the Embrasque Sword.
Ilsa and Eustace share a nod and leave the room.
The Embrasque Sword continues to shine as if waiting for its chosen partner to return.
Immortal Partner: Scene 4
Remembering the past, Beatrix calls out to Embrasque, who returns to her from Versatile and reaffirms their bond. Upon claiming victory, Beatrix begins to repair the seal weapon, ready to face their future with confidence.
Memories of meeting Embrasque and the path that shaped her so far swirl through Beatrix's mind.
Bathed in light, Beatrix continues to speak to Embrasque.
Beatrix: I've lived all this time, recklessly pushing forward, just to get revenge for my parents...
Beatrix: Even after taking down the mafia boss, my goal still feels out of reach... but thanks to that mission, I was able to meet you.
Beatrix: When I held you for the first time, I just knew—with you, I could consume my own unfortunate fate.
Beatrix: So, Embrasque... I'm not ready to say goodbye yet.
Beatrix: We're sticking together from here on out too. Right, partner?
Perhaps moved by her words, Versatile trembles and writhes, almost like it's convulsing.
Then as if sobbing, it opens its wide mouth and from its throat, the hilt of Embrasque's sword comes spilling out.
Beatrix: Embrasque!
As the hilt falls from Versatile, Beatrix reaches out and grabs hold of it.
Beatrix: I'll never let you go again, partner.
???: Neither will I.
Beatrix: ...!
???: Together we are one. Together we are invincible.
A gentle, unfamiliar voice echoes in Beatrix's head.
But Beatrix instantly realizes the voice's source.
Beatrix: Sob... Embrasque...
Tears gather in Beatrix's eyes as she hugs the broken hilt of Embrasque close.
Days after Versatile's defeat...
Friends visit Beatrix, who has been holed up in her room.
Lyria: Um, Beatrix... I brought you some snacks! Um... is it okay if I come in?
Beatrix's Voice: Snacks? Of course, come on in!
Beatrix: Sorry it's a bit messy. I was just cleaning Embrasque, so there's stuff everywhere. Sit wherever you want!
Vyrn: Phew... You seem a lot better than I thought you'd be.
Vyrn: We were worried you might be cooped up in here, depressed since your partner broke.
Beatrix: Oh... I see. Haha, thanks.
Beatrix: Actually, I haven't had time to really polish Embrasque lately, so I thought I'd really do it right for once.
Beatrix: Then I figured I'd fix up my armor too, and got so into it that I lost track of time.
Lyria: Is Embrasque okay?
Beatrix: Hmm... Well, I don't see any sign that the broken parts are healing or anything...
Beatrix: But I'm sure it'll be fine! Cassius is looking into it, so Embrasque is gonna bounce back sooner or later.
The crew accepts a mission to infiltrate a bandit hideout. Beatrix and Razia each scramble to be first to reach the hideout and prove their strength to the other, but they fall into one of the bandits' traps and end up bound together. The pair manage to escape unharmed thanks to Razia causing a diversion and Beatrix freeing herself from the rope. They finally recognize each other's ability, but soon begin arguing once again.
Beatrix: Argh! Why are you following me? You don't think I can handle this on my own?
Razia: Huh? What about you! Why are you running away? You think I'm just going to be a hindrance?
Beatrix and Razia dash through the narrow cave, bickering all the way.
The two are determined to prove their strength to each other.
It all started when (Captain) and company accepted a mission to locate a bandit hideout.
Beatrix: Heheh. I'm here to help this time, Razia! You're in good hands!
Razia: Right. That's most reassuring... But why are you so concerned about me?
Beatrix: Hm? You were careless and got yourself caught by bandits before, didn't you? I can't let you go alone!
Razia: Urgh!
Razia: But if that's the case, shouldn't you need my help too?
Beatrix: Huh? What do you mean?
Razia: I heard from (Captain) that the crew first met you when you'd been captured after failing to infiltrate an enemy base.
Beatrix: Urgh... I-I wasn't feeling well that day!
Razia: Heh... I can't let you go alone! I'll be the one to lend you a hand.
Beatrix: Hah! I don't need your help!
Beatrix: I'm used to missions like this. Just let me take the lead, and we'll be finished in a jiff!
Razia: I'm concerned you'll get too comfortable and let your guard down. You should stay behind me!
Beatrix: Don't worry! I'll be careful! Just leave it to me!
Vyrn: Hey, are those two gonna be okay?
Lyria: Hahaha... They're both really strong. I'm sure they'll be fine!
But the argument between Beatrix and Razia becomes increasingly heated.
Beatrix: Argh! If you're going to keep doubting my ability, I'll just have to show you what I can do!
Beatrix: Heheh. You just watch! I'll smash this hideout to pieces all by myself!
Razia: W-what? Where did that come from?
Beatrix: Heheh! I'll show 'em!
Razia: Argh! Wait!
Vyrn: H-hey! Calm down, you two!
The pair race through the cave, each attempting to be the first to find the bandit hideout and demonstrate their true strength.
Razia: Huff... Huff...
Beatrix: Heheh! What's wrong? You seem out of breath. I'm not even close to being tired!
Razia: Urgh... I'm carrying a lot more weight than you! My cannonlance is incredibly heavy, I'll have you know. I'm at a big disadvantage here!
Razia: Heh. In other words, don't you feel embarrassed that you aren't leaving me in the dust?
Beatrix: Heh. I've got nothing to be embarrassed about!
Beatrix:I had three extra helpings of rice for breakfast! That's gotta be at least as much extra weight as that thing you're carrying around!
Razia: Wha... There's no rice in all the skies that would be that heavy!
Beatrix: Heh. Then I guess I've just got a bigger heart than you, and it's weighing me down!
Razia: Huh? W-what was that for! Are you resorting to insults now?
A suspicious glowing string is stretched across their path.
But the pair are so absorbed in their quarrel that they fail to notice.
Beatrix: Aaaaah!
Beatrix and Razia are launched into the air, their screams echoing through the cave.
They then tumble to the ground, bound together.
Beatrix: What did I do to deserve this!
Razia: Urgh. What a clever trap...
Bandit: Heh... Nah, you two are just morons!
Beatrix: Wha! Hey, who are you calling a moron?
Razia: I am a proud knight! It'll take more than a trap like this to make me surrender!
They twist about trying to remove the rope, but the more they struggle, the more tangled the rope becomes.
Razia: Urgh... I can't... breathe!
Beatrix: Ngh... It hurts...
Bandit: ...
Razia: Argh! I can't believe I have suffered such disgrace at the hands of you second-rate scoundrels!
Razia: Ngh! Just kill me!
Beatrix: Hey, don't be stupid! You can't just give up like that!
Bandit: Tch. What's wrong with those two? They go and make everything worse all by themselves, and then they ask us to kill 'em? What's that about?
Beatrix: (Huh? They're all out of sorts because of what Razia said...)
Beatrix: (I get it! She's putting on an act to give us an opening!)
Beatrix: (All right! In that case...)
While the bandits are distracted, Beatrix makes to cut the rope with the Embrasque Sword.
Beatrix: Oh no!
She drops the sword due to the awkward position she's stuck in.
The sword slides down an incline, coming to a stop at the edge of a gaping hole in the ground.
Beatrix: Thank goodness... That was close!
Bandit: Hey, sword lady! Quit your wigglin'!
Beatrix: Tch... I guess it won't be easy getting out of this rope while those goons are watching...
Bandit: Heh. I wouldn't mind killin' you like you asked, but you might still have buddies lurkin' around!
Bandit: Let's see... Whaddya say we rough you up a bit, and we'll all have a nice chat!
The bandits creep closer. But just as all hope seems lost, Razia makes her move.
Razia: Take this!
Bandit: What the?
Razia fires a shot from her cannonlance.
However, the awkward position makes aiming difficult, and the bullet shoots off in the wrong direction, causing an explosion.
Razia: Urgh... I missed! And that was my only bullet!
Bandit: Are you crazy, lady? You tryin' to bring down the entire cave?
Beatrix: Nooo! My Embrasque!
Beatrix watches as the Embrasque Sword soars through the air and plummets into the hole.
Razia: Oh no! I-I'm so sorry...
Bandit: Hahaha! What a couple of screw-ups!
Beatrix: ...!
(The bandits are distracted... Now's my chance!)
Razia: Ngh... Prepare yourselves! I'll finish this with one more shot!
Bandit: Hey now, didn't you just say you're all outta bullets?
Razia: Oh, right... Curses!
Bandit: Hahaha! You really are a moron!
Razia: Urgh! I'm being mocked by bandits!
Beatrix: Heh! They've gotten a bit big for their boots, but that ends now!
Beatrix claps her newly freed hands together and turns to face the bandits.
Razia: Wha! Beatrix! What happened to the rope?
Beatrix: Heheh. I untied it ages ago! Get up, Razia! It's time to get our revenge! They're gonna pay for those insults!
Bandit: Damn it! All that talking was just to buy time?
Beatrix: Heheh. So you finally noticed. Who are the morons now?
Razia: Well... I wasn't really trying to buy time, but no matter...
Razia: You have my thanks! Now we can bring these bandits to justice!
Bandit: Tch. Think you're hot stuff, do you?
Bandit: Hah! A swordswoman without a sword and a cannon-wielding knight without bullets? You don't stand a chance against us!
The bandits ready their weapons.
Vyrn: H-hey, you two okay? We heard a loud explosion...
(Captain) and the crew catch up, turning the tables on the bandits.
Razia: (Captain)! Perfect timing!
Bandit: Tch. They brought their friends! We'll just have to take 'em all out at once!
Beatrix: Bring it on! I'm ready when you are, flunkies!
Razia: I'll make you feel the same disgrace I suffered at your hands!
(Captain) and company make quick work of the bandits.
Vyrn: Man, don't just run off like that. I'm sure glad you two are okay though.
Lyria: Yeah! We already know you two are strong. You don't need to prove it to anyone!
Beatrix: Ngh... S-sorry about that.
Razia: I got a bit carried away...
Vyrn: Hey, Beatrix, where'd your sword go?
Razia: My cannon fire caused it to fall into that hole...
Vyrn: Um... Isn't that gonna be a problem? Doesn't that thing belong to the Society?
Beatrix: Augh... I-if my drill sergeant finds out, she'll kill me! We've gotta get it back!
Beatrix peers into the hole, hoping to spot the Embrasque Sword.
Beatrix: Sigh... It's too dark to see anything...
Razia: Oh? Let me take a look...
Razia peeks into the hole from behind Beatrix.
Vyrn: H-hey, that rock wall's startin' to collapse!
Razia: Huh? Whoa!
Beatrix: You've gotta be kidding me!
Beatrix: Aaaaah!
Vyrn: Whoa! I tried to tell 'em! Let's get 'em outta there, (Captain)!
(Captain) and the crew hastily descend into the hole to rescue Beatrix and Razia, who had fallen inside.
After a while, (Captain) and company manage to climb their way up from the depths of the pit.
Vyrn: Sheesh. I feel like all we've been doing is saving those two...
Lyria: Hahaha... It's been quite an adventure.
Beatrix: But I'm so glad we found the Embrasque Sword... Thanks for the help!
Razia: Er... I feel I should apologize. It was all my fault...
Beatrix: Haha! What are you talking about? It was my fault too. Besides, you really saved our necks back there!
Beatrix: I especially liked the part when you told those thugs to kill you! Man, that was some great acting!
Razia: Hm? A-acting? What do you mean?
Beatrix: Hahaha. There's no need to be modest! Sorry Razia, I really underestimated you.
Razia: I appreciate your kind words, but... Well...
Razia: You see... Oh, never mind.
Razia: Er... The way you freed yourself from that rope was most impressive. I didn't even notice you untying it.
Beatrix: Heheh! Well, I have a lot of experience escaping from ropes!
Vyrn: Huh? Doesn't that just mean you've been caught a bunch?
Beatrix: Oh, come on! Don't sweat the details!
Beatrix: But I guess if it hadn't been for my brilliant escape from that rope, we would've been in real trouble!
Razia: Hm?
Razia: Now just a minute! If it hadn't been for that shot I fired, they would have rounded us all up!
Beatrix: Hmm. That was pretty helpful... but I would've been able to make an opening on my own!
Razia: W-what was that?
Lyria: Oh no... There they go again!
Vyrn: Well, I guess they just fight like that 'cause they're such good friends... We can prolly just let 'em be.
Beatrix and Razia start bickering once again. (Captain) and company can do nothing but watch, smiling wryly.
The voices from the lively argument echo through the narrow cave.
I've gotta prove myself! And the faster the better!
誰にだって負けるもんか!
I can't afford to lose!
脱出は得意だ今度教えてやろうか?
I'm good at escape. I'll give you some tips!
私は何度だって、立ち上がる!
I'll never stay down!
貴族、か…何でも無いさ
Nobility, eh? Oh, don't mind me.
絶対に……!見返してやる…!
I'll get you back for this!
『敵』は許さない!絶対に滅してやる!
What the Foe's done is unforgiveable! I'll be sure to bury them deep!
(主人公)、今度一緒に服屋へ行かない?
(Captain), wanna go shopping with me for new clothes?
(主人公)、早く星晶獣を狩りに行こう!
C'mon, (Captain)! We've got primal beasts to hunt!
Other Appearances
Shadowverse
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Unevolved
Storm. Fanfare: Enhance (10) - Gain the ability to ignore Ward, and recover 6 play points.
Gah... Can't believe I got stuck in a monster trap... But hah! This should do the trick! Wait... It's not working! No, no, no... At this rate, I'll be stuck here forever...
Evolved
Storm.
Doesn't matter what you throw at me, I'll never yield! Now for my counterattack! Embrasque Sword! Feast on their fate! Immortal Assault!