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πŸ”
I couldn't decide how to start the chapter on Allerdale, when I decided to write one for her. I realized I knew so little about the name that should've been so familiar to me.

The last Cumberland. The one who betrayed us. The one who gave her life to save us. The one who bragged about her cream stew.
Millscar. Caster's minion. Cumberland the Ever on High. Which one was the real Allerdale?
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<p=1>Londinium Underground Tunnel</>Londinium Underground Tunnel

<p=2>September 28th, 1098, 4:53 P.M.</>September 28th, 1098, 4:53 P.M.

Thirty-four minutes until the Exemplars break through the blockade
Concerned Mercenary
Coordinates confirmed, boss. The location in the anonymous warning message is just ahead. And we've identified the sourceβ€”
Millscar
Rhodes Island.
Millscar
No surprises there. Let's go.
The mercenary does not move. There is uncertainty on his face.
Millscar
Out with it.
Concerned Mercenary
The boys trust you. Without you, we would have rotted in the alleys, or the devils would haveβ€”
Concerned Mercenary
I've already died once, so I'm fine with putting my head on the line for you. But this just doesn't make sense. Why should we trust Rhodes Island? We know nothing about them.
Concerned Mercenary
The Exemplars are almost inside the city. It's going to be bedlam outside. We could take this opportunity to line our pockets...
Concerned Mercenary
Or at least... you should not risk yourself, being here.
Millscar
You're not the only one who thinks this way, are you?
The mercenary is silent. He dares not meet Millscar's gaze, fearing her wrath.
But nothing happens.
Millscar
Have you thought about what will become of Londinium after this war?
Concerned Mercenary
Er... the way it used to be?
Millscar
No, nothing will go back to the way it used to be. No one can go back, no matter what comes of this war.
Concerned Mercenary
Y-You're abandoning us?
Millscar
No, I need you. Soon, Londinium will become a city in need of mending.
Millscar
The old order has been destroyed by death and violence. There will be plenty of gaps left behind, plenty to feed us.
Concerned Mercenary
Butβ€”
Millscar
I'm not asking your opinion.
Millscar
Listen, I don't plan on going back to the old life, which means we have to plan for a new one. I haven't forgotten about you, of course.
Millscar
In order to keep our livelihood, we need people to know what we're capable of.
Millscar
Don't say I didn't give you a choice. So, are you coming or not?
Concerned Mercenary
......
Concerned Mercenary
Oh, sod it, put me at the front of the line, boss.
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Concerned Mercenary
I'm not imagining it, am I... what is this...?
Concerned Mercenary
The blood-red rocks in the gaps of the frame and in the furnace... did the devils hide them here? What are they planning?
Millscar
Vampire stuff.
There is a faint smell of blood in the air. She recalls the onrushing squirming monsters that came straight out of a nightmare.
Concerned Mercenary
Boss! I found something here!
Millscar
A ducal alliance soldier?
Concerned Mercenary
Something's not right. He hasn't been dead for long. The name tag... Fifth Infantry Regiment, Eighth Column. Rank... Major?!
Millscar
The Earl of March's troops, under the Duke of Normandy. No external wounds, but the death was not natural.
Millscar
Her unit should still be outside the walls. Why would a major from the unit be hereβ€”
???
Where did they come from? Kill them, and quickly. The orders must not be delayed.
???
There are other altars that still need to be activated. There is no time.
Concerned Mercenary
The devils have us surrounded! There's no way outβ€”
Millscar
Why do we need one?
Concerned Mercenary
......
'Lunatic'.
No one knows where the Steam Knight sword in her hand came from, much less where Millscar herself came from.
The mercenary's legs tremble. He regrets not turning around a few minutes ago.
As long as that purple blade would not impale him from behind.
Concerned Mercenary
Bugger all.
Nadine
Huh. I know that sword.
Nadine
The General's briefing mentioned you. You've got nerve. Is the tin can somewhere nearby?
Nadine
Maybe we can kill two fowlbeasts with one stone.
Millscar
Hmph.
Nadine
Carry on with your work, I'll handle thisβ€”
*jingle*
Like wind chimes on the beams of a mausoleuma caressed by a breeze, the golden pendants and gems that hang from the veil of the one who slumbers sway and clang against each other in the air.
???
Excuse me, did anyone see my earring?
???
There you are, Little Garnetβ€”Oh, it's broken...
???
I guess I'll have to borrow your toys, Duq'arael. Not like you're in any position to refuse.
The blood-red altar within the iron frame begins to glow, but quickly goes dark again and then shatters.
The broken red pendant in the air is now good as new, glowing with a faint light.
The red glow is almost mesmerizing.
*jingle*
The sound echoes by Millscar's ear.
???
Take care of Little Garnet for me, for a while.
???
She'll lead you where you belong. Now, you should go.
???
I'm surprised that anyone like Dame Kal'tsit would trust you, though.
Millscar
β€”!
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She sees the red and black figure.
Why would a vampire save my life? Dame Kal'tsit? Dr. Kal'tsit of Rhodes Island? What are they planning?
She has many questions, but finds herself holding the cold conical earring in her hand.
Mysterious Vampire
There's no time to waste if you want to help that one. This is not the only altar in these parts.
Millscar
What do I do?
Mysterious Vampire
She will tell you.
'She'? Millscar suddenly feels a pulse from the earring in her hand, like a heartbeat.
Nadine
Stop herβ€”
Mysterious Vampire
Shh.
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Nadine
*Sarkaz expletive*!
Nadine feels all the blood in her body rush back towards her heart for a second, and the vertigo that comes with it.
For the first time, she envies the kindred who have abandoned flesh and blood.
Mysterious Vampire
The path has been prepared.
Mysterious Vampire
Take care of her, and she will guide you to me.
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<p=2>September 28th, 1098, 5:21 P.M.</>September 28th, 1098, 5:21 P.M.

Six minutes until the Exemplars break through the blockade
Millscar
Let's go to the next one.
Concerned Mercenary
Boss, that weird Vampire thing... as we destroy the altars, it just keeps getting... prettier.
Millscar
We've got more important things to worry about. Word is that the Exemplars have made it into the city, but they're being impeded by the ducal alliance's troops.
Millscar
Have the factories gotten the order?
Concerned Mercenary
Aye. They're getting ready.
Millscar
These strange hidden Sarkaz altars, and rumors that the dukes are ready to leave Londinium blockaded and abandon it to its fate...
Millscar
Hah. Who's the one who actually wants to blow up the city?
???
Does it really matter?
Clovisia
It's been a while, Allerdale.
Millscar
......
Millscar
I thought you were dead.
Clovisia
I thought YOU were dead.
Clovisia
Even with Rhodes Island's help, there are too many of these for you to deal with, and too little time.
Clovisia
Who knows how many such altars the Sarkaz have hidden across the city? Without my knowledge, too. They could not have done it on their own.
Clovisia
More than one key district will be reduced to rubble if these altars are activated. I've discovered and destroyed several key ones, however.
Millscar
By yourself...?
Clovisia
Vina needs help. The Exemplars need one final push. And the dukes need to hear the true voice of the people.
Clovisia
It was I who spread the rumors that the dukes are planning to abandon Londinium. Not that there wasn't an element of truth to it.
Millscar
What do you want me to do?
Clovisia
You're already doing it. You and those who follow you.
Clovisia
But you, too, need a little push. I'll take care of the remaining altars.
Millscar
You've changed. A lot.
Clovisia
I could say the same for you, 'Millscar'. Are you sure you like that name?
Clovisia
You've chosen to live. Then follow the path, and see where it leads.
Millscar
......
Concerned Mercenary
Boss, she'sβ€”
Millscar
Run like you've got all Kazdel on your heels. Go to the outer city, and tell the others to get ready to receive the Exemplars.
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<p=1>Londinium</>Londinium

<p=2>September 28th, 1098, 5:27 P.M.</>September 28th, 1098, 5:27 P.M.

The Exemplars break through the blockade. Across the city, factories roar to life, welcoming them home.
I keep thinking back to that afternoon.

Factories, Vina, steam, cheering, boxing, angry yelling, Baird...

The bits of memory gush to the surface together, mixing together, wiping away what happened that afternoon.
The one thing I will never forget is when Vina said: 'We're home.'

I wanted to cry. It was a long, long journey, from the day we left the city to the day we came back.

We're home. But how many did we lose, how many who walked with us on this journey?
And which of them could come back after they left, besides Allerdale?

...
I miss Baird.
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<p=1>Exemplars Camp</>Exemplars Camp

<p=2>September 30th, 1098, 5:22 A.M.</>September 30th, 1098, 5:22 A.M.

Two days after the Exemplars break through the blockade
Morgan
I never knew taking inventory could be such a pain.
Morgan
Taking inventory at the factories on our turf back in the day wasn't half as bad...
Vina
If this is pain, I'll gladly take more pain.
Morgan
It sure is exciting, though, to see so many people supporting usβ€”
Morgan
(Yawn) We've been at this all night. The sun's already coming up.
Vina
We have to push forward. The others can only buy so much time.
Vina
Word from WiΕ‘'adel is that they threw a dozen wrenches into the Military Commission's system of command, but the Nachzehrers are still guarding Westhaleg.
Vina
We've been inside the city for two days, but there has been little sign of movement from them.
Morgan
Weren't there rumors that Theresis has abandoned them and gone into hiding? Maybe that's why the Nachzehrers aren't moving.
Vina
That's just speculation. Not even the Doctor's team has been able to confirm it.
Vina
Get some rest, Morgan. The alliance's order to attack will come soonβ€”
Morgan
I just don't like counting, that's all!
Morgan
I want to help Dagda. I reckon I've got a little more experience sweet-talking people into helping us.
Morgan
Delphine is persuading the nobles who are still on the fence. Hannah and Catherine are organizing the surviving workers and Self-Salvation Corps. I have no doubt they can get it done.
Morgan
But Dagda... she's not really the temperament for this...
Vina
Go help her.
Vina
Phew.
Vina
Let's continue. Supplies from Heidi... improvised weapons by the Self-Salvation Corps...
Vina
Huh?
Vina
What's this at the bottom? It's not on the list.
She looks around and sees only Exemplars transporting supplies. She recognizes all their faces.
She carefully examines the box. After being satisfied that there is no threat, she opens it.
She is struck dumb by what she sees.
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It is a set of clothing.
The cool rays of the morning sun shines upon an emblemβ€”
The emblem of House Victoria. Her house.
Vina feels a bout of anger. Is this some kind of sick joke?
Wait, noβ€”
She recognizes the outfit in her hands. It belonged to the Victorian royal family.
Why is it here? Who found it and delivered it to her?
She can only come to one conclusion, a single name.
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Millscar
Let's go. It's time.
Alert Mercenary
What's the situation, boss?
Millscar
Their equipment is inferior to the alliance's. The dukes are having the Exemplars take the brunt of the fighting. Casualties will be heavy...
Millscar
But this is also an opportunity.
Millscar
The dukes want a hero. The people need a hero. Why not add a finishing touch to the story?
Alert Mercenary
You're betting on them to win.
Millscar
Bet? No, the bets were already made when the battle outside the walls ended. This is just the last chance to double down.
Alert Mercenary
No idea how that works, but whatever you say. What's next?
Millscar
We kill.
Millscar
There will be chaos once the final battle begins, and 'opportunists' too. I'm not about to let them do whatever they want right under my nose.
Alert Mercenary
Say... boss, what was that thing you left behind?
Millscar
A little stage prop, to give more substance to the legend.
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'Garment of the royal house, retrieved from the ruins of Cumberland Manor. The leader of the Exemplars can make good use of it.'
'Don't you like the story? The last heir to the throne returns to drive out the devils, garbed in the King's regalia...'
'I heard that she didn't like the title...'
'She'll need it, if she wants to sway those who are still uncertain.'
'For now, at least.'
Is she aliveβ€”
Vina has had a little wish, ever since the day that the Steam Knight returned. Perhaps those around her had the same, but no one spoke of it.
She looks around nervously, but does not see her.
If anything, that is a relief. She is not ready.
Vina
A note?
Vina
'Tailored to your size. Hope it fits.'
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There is no name on the note.
But for the first time, she knows that Allerdale is still alive.
Vina
......
Vina
There's something else...
A few photos, with the following words scribbled on the back.
'Something you might find interesting. Concerning a certain duke.'
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