Scenario:Lecia - For Lecia's Eyes Only

For Lecia's Eyes Only

Lecia is hard at work at the headquarters of the Fourth Fleet of the Crew of Enforcers on Amalthea, though she is preoccupied by questions about how best to promote peace and order in the Sky Realm. Walfrid arrives with news that three enforcers have gone missing while investigating the mafia family Magasin, which traffics a dangerous drug called Serenity Heaven. Disguised as a tourist, Lecia heads to the enforcers' last known location.

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Amalthea: home to the headquarters of the Crew of Enforcers' Fourth Fleet, which oversees Phantagrande.

After bidding farewell to (Captain) and the crew, who are headed for the next skydom, Lecia throws herself into her work as Captain of the Fourth Fleet.

Lecia: Well, that does it for this morning's duties.

Lecia: Next I need to contact each ship. Then let's see... what do I have on the docket for the afternoon?

Lecia: Sigh. I'm getting used to all the paperwork, but I still don't like being stuck behind a desk all day...

Lecia: Ah—

Lecia stretches, and her clasped hands collide with a towering stack of documents she's already reviewed, knocking it off her desk.

Lecia: Ugh, what am I doing?

Sighing, Lecia gathers the fallen papers.

Lecia: Oh. This is about that recent incident on Ravi Island...

The report that caught Lecia's eye concerns the Holy Erste Empire's attack on Ravi Island.

Lecia: (I wonder what (Captain) is up to now...)

As she takes a closer look at the documents, Lecia loses herself in thought.

Lecia: (Did they reach the Great Oarlyegrande Skydom safely?)

Lecia: (Come on. This is the Grandcypher crew we're talking about. Of course they did.)

Lecia: (I'm sure they'll triumph over the True King and find (Captain)'s father on the Island of the Astrals.)

Lecia: (Even if they ended up having to fight him, I'm sure they'd come out okay...)

Lecia shakes her head to clear it, finishes gathering up the papers, and sits back down at her desk.

Her expression remains troubled, however.

Lecia: (I wonder if fighting with my father is a choice I could make.)

Lecia: ((Captain) has the will to see any ambition through... I'm not sure mine is as strong.)

Lecia: Guess I've still got some work to do on myself.

Lecia: (There are responsibilities I must see through. As an enforcer, I have a duty to protect the skies.)

Lecia stands up, resolve firm.

Lecia: ((Captain) is trying to defend the Sky Realm by overturning the True King's rule.)

Lecia: (But the True King isn't motivated by self-interest either.)

Lecia: (I can't say I agree with his methods, but the True King is acting in what he thinks are the skies' best interests.)

Lecia: ((Captain), the True King, and the Crew of Enforcers...)

Lecia: (All of us are out to protect the skies, and yet we constantly seem to be at odds.)

Lecia: What does it really mean to defend the Sky Realm?

Lecia: Whoa! C-come in! It's open.

Lecia: Fath—I mean, Captain Walfrid.

Walfrid: Sorry for the sudden intrusion, Lecia. I knocked several times, but...

Lecia: I'm sorry. I was woolgathering.

Walfrid: You already collapsed once from overwork. Don't overdo it. Taking an appropriate amount of rest is part of your job.

Lecia: I will. So... Did you need to tell me something?

Walfrid: We have an urgent matter on our hands—one too delicate for just anyone to handle.

Walfrid: You're familiar with the drug known as "Serenity Heaven," aren't you?

Lecia: I've read reports. It's a highly addictive drug currently circulating on the black market, isn't it?

Walfrid: Correct. The ones distributing it are an extremely troublesome organization known as the Magasin family.

Walfrid: They are clever and ruthless. There's no atrocity too heinous for them if it will advance their aims or widen their profit margins.

Walfrid: We've had our hands tied due to a lack of evidence linking them directly to the trafficking of Serenity Heaven.

Walfrid: I dispatched some enforcers to investigate the Magasin family and their drug distribution.

Walfrid: Three members of the Fourth Fleet. They didn't make their last scheduled check-in.

Lecia: ...!

Walfrid: I sent them to one of the biggest Serenity Heaven markets. It's highly likely they've met with some unexpected trouble.

Walfrid: There are no reports of fighting on that island as of yet...

Walfrid: But I have to consider the possibility that they've been discovered and captured—or worse.

Lecia: You mean they may have been killed.

Walfrid: Of course, I'm concerned for their safety, but in addition, we can't afford to lose the information they've gathered thus far.

Walfrid: Which means overt, large-scale action is out of the question, though time is still of the essence.

Walfrid: Especially given the possibility that our people are being held prisoner.

Walfrid: We need to investigate, and determine whether they're in need of extraction. It must be done as quietly, and with as few personnel as possible.

Walfrid: This calls for the Fourth Fleet's finest.

Walfrid: I can't send Monika this time though—she's out on another mission.

Walfrid: This is a dangerous assignment, Lecia. Will you take it?

Lecia: Of course I will. I'm an enforcer too, after all.

Walfrid looks at her with pride—tinged, perhaps, with a touch of melancholy.

Walfrid: I'm sorry... All I seem to do is cause you trouble.

Lecia: N-no, you don't...

Walfrid: The Magasin family is not an adversary to be taken lightly. I've arranged outside help from someone who shares our goal.

Lecia: Outside help?

Lecia: ((Captain) isn't exactly in hailing distance, so who could he mean?)

Walfrid: If possible, you'll rendezvous with him on the island. Apparently he's en route to arrive today or tomorrow.

Walfrid: You may not have the luxury of waiting around for him. Take the urgency of the situation into consideration.

Lecia: Understood. Investigation and reconnaissance will take priority.

Walfrid: The island in question is a popular tourist destination. There will be a lot of civilians.

Walfrid: Involving them is not an option. I want you to exercise caution above all else.

Lecia: Of course. I'll head out immediately.

Lecia: (Missions like these are part of protecting the Sky Realm, right?)

Lecia: (Anyway, for now I need to focus on saving my comrades!)

Walfrid: The island is essentially Magasin home turf. You'll need to disguise yourself as a tourist in order to go around unnoticed.

Walfrid: I've included the rendezvous location and information about the missing enforcers in this brief. Read it on your way there.

As Lecia reaches for the folder, Walfrid remembers something.

Walfrid: If you do meet up with our outside help, pass on my thanks. Not only for this, but for everything still to come.

Lecia: ...?
All... all right. I will.

Lecia: Ah, the island's coming into view. So that's where our people were last heard from...

Alongside tourists eager to begin their vacations, Lecia gazes over the rail at their destination.

In her eyes gleams the determination to save her subordinates from the dark tendrils snaking through the shadows of this sunlit isle.

That resolve is about to be put to a harsher test than Lecia could ever imagine.