Regulus: Ah ...
Regulus: Roast leg of lamb ... Wellington steak ...
Regulus: Turkish kebab ...
Regulus: Ah ... I want meat ...
Sotheby: Hmm? Are you hungry?
Sotheby: Worry not, worry not. The leaves of the potatoes we planted have turned yellow!
Sotheby: Ms. Druvis said this is the harvest time! Let's dig them out and make shepherd's pie!
Regulus: Potato? Vegetable? ... No. I don't want them anymore.
Regulus: I've been eating healthy salads for a month!
Regulus: I want meat ...
Regulus: I want rich, juicy, meaty, sinewy, savory, sizzling meat!!
Regulus suddenly springs to her feet.
Regulus: Wait! ... It smells so good. That's meat!
Regulus: Where's that smell coming from?
Sotheby: Hmm ... I do smell something good as well ...
Sotheby stands on tiptoe, seeking the source of the incredible smell.
Regulus: I'll take a look!
Regulus rubs her stomach, grabs her bag, and dashes out.
Sotheby: Wait, Regulus! The critters' lair is over there!
Regulus: Critters?
Regulus: Haha, no worries! Critter is a type of meat! Roast it over fire and a square meal is here!
Regulus: Ah, it smells so good ...
Regulus: It's over here ...
She has gone.
Sotheby: Oh no, what can I do ...
Sotheby: Father said some critters could cause hallucination and diarrhea if eaten ...!
APPLe: What's going on, Ms. Sotheby? Why are you here walking around alone?
APPLe floats in the air and looks around them.
APPLe: Em, where is Captain?
Sotheby: Oh, good to see you here!
Sotheby: Regulus said she smelled meat ... and went straight to the forest to catch critters!
APPLe: ... Waffle!
APPLe: It has been too long since we last had Dr. Papper. Does Captain finally start to have a senior moment?
Druvis Ⅲ: Let's hurry over and take a look.
Druvis Ⅲ: The smell of food is unusual. It's verdant over there. There may well be other dangers lurking somewhere.
Regulus's figure appears among the trees.
The aroma of food has also become more intense.
Sotheby: This is weird. Where on earth does the smell come from?
Regulus is also looking for the answer to the same question.
She looks down, scrabbling in the weeds. As she goes through them, the weeds unexpectedly shake, out of which springs up a black shadow.
Regulus: Whoa!
Sotheby: Blimey, it's a Carbuncle! Regulus, it's not edible!
There comes another one.
One after another, until Regulus has an armful of angry Carbuncles.
Druvis Ⅲ: That's the lair of Carbuncles. They've been stirred up!
Regulus: Whoa ... a bumper harvest of critters ...
Regulus: Come and help!
APPLe: Hold on, Captain! We're coming!
COMBAT
Regulus: Oooh ... Are they really all inedible?
Regulus: I did smell the sizzling meat ...
Regulus: It's somewhere around here, right around ...
Lilya: Oh, hi.
Regulus: Whoaaaa—!
Regulus: Who are you?!
An athletic figure shows up from behind the bushes.
Druvis Ⅲ: Lilya?
Druvis Ⅲ: What are you doing here ...
Lilya throws her bag at their feet ...
A roasted leg of lamb, wrapped in tinfoil, falls out of her bag.
Lilya: I got you something good.
Roasted pork knuckle, farmers sausage, black forest ham, some unknown drinks, leba bread, leba bread, and leba bread.
Regulus: Whoa—!
Regulus pulls out the lamb as quickly as a flash and devours the meat.
Regulus: Ah! Lamb! It tastes so good ... sooo gooood! I barely know what grease is supposed to taste like oooooooh ...
Regulus: chewing ... Thank the great god of rock for his blessings! This Pirate finally gets some meat to eat!
Lilya: Huh? It is me you should thank, the goddess of victory who soon brings you freedom.
Druvis Ⅲ: Bring us freedom soon? May I ask ... how should I interpret your words?
Lilya: Heh heh.
Lilya sits down on the ground.
She opens one of the cans and pours the drink into her mouth.
Lilya: You want some?
Druvis takes the drink from her and takes a sip.
Druvis Ⅲ: Thank you so much for coming alone and providing us with supplies, Lilya ...
Druvis Ⅲ: However, please tell us why you are here.
Druvis Ⅲ: ... Did Madam Z send you?
Lilya shakes her head. She gives out four fingers.
Lilya: Already been four and a half weeks. Right?
Lilya: This is not the first time I visit you guys here.
Druvis Ⅲ: ...!
Druvis Ⅲ: The one hiding in the shadow last time ... It's you?
Lilya: I wonder how much longer you can hold on for Vertin.
Lilya: You see, saying is one thing, fighting is another.
Lilya: I've seen many deserters. Way too many.
Lilya: Crying out loud, peeing their pants, drooling all over on their rabbit foot ...
Lilya: But you guys are different.
Lilya: You actually did it. You conquered places in the Foundation, defended your own places, and put pressure on those in white till this day, the last day in this four weeks and a half.
Lilya: That's the iron will I appreciate.
Lilya: And if I didn't come today, would you eat your boots tomorrow?
Regulus: Of course not. We still have potatoes. Almost ripe.
Sotheby: And carrots!
Lilya: Hahahahaha!
Druvis Ⅲ: Thank you for your kindness, Ms. Lilya. May I take it that you are coming to bring us the good news?
Druvis Ⅲ: Is there a final result for Madam Z's draft?
Lilya: So far as I know, Madam Z hasn't given up yet.
Lilya: Just like you, when she gets serious, she looks like a fierce doe.
Lilya: But I already lost my patience.
Lilya: Tons of "processes" need to be done before it can be performed, even if the draft is passed at the final vote.
Lilya: As long as Vertin is still on that bed in the ward, you are just an isolated island.
Lilya: Everyone can step on you.
Lilya stands up and pats off the dust on her carelessly.
Lilya: "Take care of them for me when necessary."
Lilya: That's what Vertin said when she gave me the vodka.
Lilya: It's time to deliver on my promise.
Druvis Ⅲ: Are you going to do something dangerous?
Lilya: A thing that is worth the risk.
Lilya: I've been waiting for this moment for so long.
Lilya: Someone needs to wake up from the dream.