And we end the Rebellion endings for now with this last batch. Maybe we'll get more info on Elina, Melona and others in a final Rebellion visual book...?
Enjoy!
Mirim
“E, err... Today’s schedule is...”
Straightening her back instinctively and stiffening her body, Mirim concentrated her gaze on the memo she held.
Written there was Queen Claudette’s schedule for that day... or it was supposed to be.
(Uwaa~n, my writing is all messy, I can’t read it.)
Turning to Mirim, who involuntarily looked up at the sky, Claudette showed her a gentle smile.
“You don’t have to be nervous, Mirim.”
“Y, yes! B, but as your head personal attendant, unless I fulfill my professional duties, won’t I be setting a bad example?”
Claudette quietly listened to the flustered reply.
Since she fought against the Rebel Army, sometimes it didn’t look like the gentle Mirim was someone who had spread the fires of war through the whole Continent, she wondered if that war had been a dream.
“To anyone who complains, it’s fine if you reply “The one who defeated Queen Claudette wasn’t Annelotte, but me”.”
“T, that, it was a fluke.”
Mirim waved her hand at Claudette’s words, her face bright red.
“We were defeated by a fluke? Have more confidence, you’re one of the only two beautiful fighters in this world who have defeated us.”
“I, I understand. Though I don't think I can tell people that, I’ll try to consider it...”
Encouraged by Claudette’s words, Mirim quickly stretched her back. She wasn’t nervous anymore.
“By the way, what about Ymir? We’d like to have a meeting concerning the equipment for the new Queen’s Army-yawn...”
Mirim stared in wonder at Claudette’s unexpected yawn.
“What? We yawn as well.”
“I, I’m sorry… it’s... you were quite cute there...”
This time, it was Claudette’s face that went red at Mirim’s words.
“Cute...? No one has ever called us that.”
Claudette turned around so that Mirim couldn’t see her face, and shifted her attention to the scenery of Gainos that spread outside the window.
Annelotte & Aldra
“This got lonely...”
Alone in the residence that had become quiet, Annelotte sighed.
Progress on the reconstruction of the Margraviate was going steady, the comrades from the Rebel Army who had cooperated with her had begun a trip to find something to do, and even Yuit, who had remained with her until the end to trace a path towards reconstruction, had bid her farewell.
Living in what once was the Margrave’s Castle, were just Annelotte, her sister Aldra and their mother Werbellia.
“Say, Anne... though she’s our Mother...”
Annelotte nodded wordlessly hearing Aldra’s words.
Unlike them, Werbellia was a pure inhabitant of the Netherworld, and she didn’t have enough magical power necessary to survive in this world, as she was starting to weaken.
“The Netherworld... She has no choice but to go back...”
Despite them having achieved to meet again, the fact that they couldn’t live together was nothing but the irony of fate.
“Oh dear, what are you sisters discussing?”
Werbellia approached them slowly. It was obvious from her lifeless tone that her physical condition wasn’t any good.
“Mother...”
Annelotte hesitated just for a moment, and made a decision.
“Mother, please go back to the Netherworld... because we’re concerned about your life like this.”
“But...”
“We aren’t children anymore.”
Aldra said in a calm tone, gently putting a blanket over Werbellia’s shoulders.
“For mother’s sake, I investigated about father’s whereabouts.”
“I, is he still...?”
Werbellia’s voice was filled with strength.
“Yes... from a conversation I heard from a person called Airi, sounds like father was sealed alive in the Netherworld by the Marshland Witch. For father’s sake, please return to the Netherworld.”
Werbellia’s eyes filled with tears at Annelotte’s words.
“Ye art such great daughters... I’m nothing like a mother in comparison.”
“No, Mother protected us.”
Aldra kept smiling in her calm tone.
“The Marshland Witch... we sisters were safe from her curse. That’s because Mother protected us, don’t you agree?”
Instead of replying, Werbellia cast down her eyes.
“What will ye do?”
“I’ll go back to my Husband’s side. He should have noticed I’ve been away for way too long.”
Aldra blushed and wiggled her waist.
Certainly not lacking interest in what kind of man had won her heart, Annelotte wasn’t as uncouth as to get in the way of two people who loved each other.
“As for me, I’ll keep on rebuilding this. Until the former residents can live here like before, the reconstruction of the Margraviate won’t be over.”
It will take a long time.
“It’ll be enough time for me to appear in Queen’s Blade and polish my skills.”
“Hohohoho, really, you...”
Hearing Werbellia’s laughter, Annelotte slowly raised her eyes.
“I want to participate and play in that Queen’s Blade... because I want to see my daughter...”
The magic square Aldra had conjured under the smiling Werbellia’s feet shone bright. Using her ability as a Summoner, it was her role to send Werbellia to the Netherworld.
“There will be... powerful enemies. I’ll keep on working, and become strong.”
“I’m looking forward to it…”
Werbellia said so with a cheerful tone, and all of a sudden, the magic square emitted a light around her, and her figure vanished.
“Let’s meet again. Mother.”
When the light from the magic square disappeared, Annelotte raised her sword towards the place where Werbellia had left from.
That was the place.
The battle of the Princess Knight Annelotte, that had started when she was chased out of the Margraviate territory, was beginning anew from that same territory.
From then on, as a beautiful fighter of Queen’s Blade, she’d fight against many beautiful fighters.
Can Annelotte seize the victory?
They won’t know that unless they fight...
So Claudette and Mirim make an unexpectedly cute couple, lol.
Also, we hear the true Werbellia for the first time (still using that "old-school speech"), and Aldra goes back to her husband, a real pity that the happy family can't stay together...
And yeah, that's basically it for Rebellion's stories.
Next: a slightly upgraded compilation of the first volume, I guess? Probably not yet the whole thing...
