Neaboros: What did you say!?
Karauna: Oh dear, thanks the Goddess!
Koraune: Have you really got them? Are them reliable?
Veore: Of course they're reliable! Who do you think are you talking to, Mr. King?
Surait: Then? What are the results?
Surait: ... Inconclusive.
Koraune: You have nothing?
Veore: I didn't say that, you know...
Neaboros: Then, what do you get from the box?
Veore: First of all, I have told you right now, I couldn't get anything from the box. It was clean.... Well, for a burnt box. No energy print, no marks, nothing. It's like the box suddenly appeared on the hall.
Surait: So... It's like the first time? You can't know who sent the box?
Veore: Correct. But instead I know that the Challenger couldn't do it.
Neaboros: What? Why couldn't Daimaeron do it?
Veore: You have to agree with me that he isn't a genius for erasing all his prints on the box... Also, why he would burn the box in front of the guards if he was going to do that?
Surait: I agree with the Analysis. Althought there's still a possibility that this is one of his challenges, he would have tell us that it's one.
Neaboros: Bff... I guess you're right, after all...
Koraune: Then, shouldn't we get him from the cell?
Karauna: Let me do it. He may be mad with you boys for jailing him... Also, you're the ones who manage with this kind of conflicts.
Veore: There's a possibility that...
Surait: If you want, I can go instead of you, Her Majesty.
Karauna: Don't worry, dear, you can be more useful here than me. I'll go.
Surait: So, what we should do n...? Veore?
Veore: ... She's gone.
Koraune: OK. Veore, please, explain to us what do you have.
Veore: Well then. It took me a while, but I found a...
Surait: Wait a moment...
Surait: What are you talking about? Didn't you say you have nothing?
Veore: Oh, Koraune told me to wait until Karauna were gone to talk about the real results.
Neaboros: What? Why did you do that, Koraune?
Koraune: Because I don't want her to worry. If I can, i prefer to solve this quickly and with the less people knowing it.
Veore: As I was saying, I found a strange trail on the box. It couldn't be seen at first sight, but if we use the proper material, you'll find it inmediately. And that trail wasn't on the other box, so...
Neaboros: ... They want us to found them.
Koraune: That's what it seems.
Koraune: And that's why I want you to come with me. I'm going where they're.
Neaboros: What!? Koraune, you can't do that! This isn't like your old job. You have more responsabilities to afford! If they're waiting for us to come, that's because is a trap!
Koraune: I know. But they're expecting us to send our troops. We will leave them here, protecting the Palace and Karaune, while we'll infiltrate into their lair and attack them.
Surait: Hmm... An action trip? It sounds interesting enough to me! I'll go with you, His Majesty!
Koraune: Thank you, Surait. I owe you this one.
Veore: What an amount of energy from an old man like him...
Neaboros: Surait! Are you mad!? Don't support his idea!
Surait: Why not? Just calm down, Neaboros, Koraune is right, this is the best choice...
Koraune: Can I count on you too, Veore?
Veore: Oh Goddess, no. But...
Veore: ... You can rely on that idiot.
Daimaeron: Hey, I have just arrived and people is already insulting me? What happens with this world?
Commander Galor: Here you have the Challenger, His Majesty, as you and the Tiara ordered.
Koraune: Thank you, Galor. Where's Karauna?
Commander Galor: She has 'bumped' two maidens who asked how is she. She still may be talking with them right now. Also, as you suggested, two members of the Royal Secrets are watching her.
Neaboros: Royal Secrets? Seriously?
Surait: Hey Daimaeron! How are you?
Daimaeron: I have been released right now, what do you think? I feel like the new CD of Filas, open to a new world.
Neaboros: You agree with him, Galor? I'm the only one who thinks this plan is bad?
Commander Galor: I know you're worried, Counselor. But it's normal, you're his friend. I'm only his Commander, and I must obey. I believe he's doing the correct thing.
Daimaeron: So, what's the matter?
Surait: Oh, remember the box? We'e going to catch the guys who send it. And you're coming with us.
Daimaeron: You must be kidding me.
Veore: Ho ho ho, no. You're going. And headfirst!
Koraune: Thanks for supporting me, Galor. I really appreciate it. I trust you my kingdom, my home... and my love. Take care.
Commander Galor: As you order, His Majesty.
Veore: Well, I'm leaving now. Have fun!
Surait: C'mon, you survived Madnesia. You won't have problems with this.
Daimaeron: Man, I'm starting to hate my live...
Koraune: Neaboros... Thank you for worring about me. But you know me for a long time ago. I'll go, no matter how. So, if you really care about me, you'll go with me.
Neaboros: You win this time. But seriously... Why did you make me the Royal Counselor, if you never listen to my advises?
Koraune: Because you're the only one who cares for that we should care for. Thanks you, my friend. I'll try not to be a problem, OK?
Surait: ... The way is clear.
Daimaeron: I have a bad feeling about this.
Neaboros: No way! Why should you have it? Because we're on walking towards a fabulous trap?
Surait: Relax, Daimaeron. We got here and came across all the palce without a problem.
Daimaeron: Eh? Why do you stop walking, Surait?
Koraune: Vagabond? What happens?
Surait: TAKE COVER!!!
Neaboros: WHAT THE...!?
Surait: ... What has happened?
Daimaeron: My bad feeling, I told you.
Neaboros: Are you OK?
Koraune: Yes... I'm not sure what was that... But I would swear it was familiar to me...
???: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?
Surait: You... YOU ARE...!!!
???: ... You shouldn't be here... Now I have to take charge.