Special Operation is the second part in the Teyvat storyline Archon Quest Song of the Welkin Moon: Act III - A Nation That Doesn't Exist.
Steps[]
- Head to the Kuuvahki Experimental Design Bureau
- Talk to Marionette
- Block the Wild Hunt's assault
- Confront the "Rächer of Solnari"
- Follow Nefer and complete the "ceremony"
- Observe your surroundings
- Investigate the note on the table
- Read Rerir's diary
- Observe Rerir's memories
- Continue to observe Rerir's memories
- Leave the hut
Gameplay Notes[]
- During steps 6–11, the player will enter Special Story Mode and the active party will be limited to a trial Nefer.
- Completing step 4 grants the Wonders of the World achievement Fire Suppression.
Trial Character[]
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Talents & Artifacts | Attributes |
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9 |
  Lv. 90 C3 Nefer Lv. 90 R3 Reliquary of Truth |
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 Max HP: 19,624 ATK: 1,465 DEF: 1,103 Elemental Mastery: 595 Crit Rate: 69.1% Crit DMG: 239.5% Energy Recharge: 152.5% |
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Dialogue[]
Quest DescriptionGrand Master Varka has returned from Amsvartnir and helped to devise a battle plan. To face the "Rächer of Solnari," the people of Nod-Krai must unite as never before...
- (Continues from previous quest)
- Fevroniya: Lady Damselette... Wait, and you two? What are you doing at the Kuuvahki Experimental Design Bureau?
- Fevroniya: We've been doing our best to mind our own business lately, but if you're just gonna waltz up here like this, you're seriously pressing your luck. Don't blame us for doing what we have to.
- Paimon: Hmph! You really think that's gonna scare us off?
- The Damselette: We're not looking for any trouble. I just want to see Sandrone...
- Ozerov: ...Do I need to remind you that you're still a wanted fugitive for deserting us?
- Ozerov: Out of consideration for our former ties and the crisis we're all up against, we'll let you leave in one piece. But don't even think about trying to get insi—
- (Marionette's voice rings out from a nearby speaker)
- Marionette: Let them in.
- Fevroniya: But...
- Marionette: Are you going to make me repeat that?
- Fevroniya: N—No, my Lady...
- The Damselette: Sandrone seems to be in a good mood. Must be maintenance day.
- (They enter the Bureau)
- Marionette: So, tell me. To what do I owe the honor this time?
- Marionette: ...Actually, before you answer that... Just so we're clear — we're not colleagues anymore, Columbina. I don't owe you anything.
- The Damselette: I promise it's nothing big.
- Marionette: It seems like you've gotten the wrong idea here. The only reason I let you in was because I was bored. It seemed like a way to kill some time and satisfy my own curiosity.
- Marionette: Whatever miscalculations I may or may not have made in the past, I haven't lost the plot enough to even consider sticking my neck out for your sakes.
- The Damselette: I'd like to speak with Arlecchino.
- Marionette: ...What?
- Paimon: Huh? You mean, The Knave!?
- The Damselette: I'd like to speak with Arlecchino. Is she in Nod-Krai?
- Marionette: No, she's not. Once the work on this facility was completed, she went back with "The Rooster" and "Regrator." The only ones in Nod-Krai now are me, and... Ahem, what is it you need to speak to her about, anyway?
- The Damselette: Rerir is hunting me. If I'm going to face him, I must first retrieve the lost moon.
- Marionette: ...
- (Traveler): (Marionette seems lost in thought, but she doesn't look surprised. She must know more than she was letting on.)
- (Traveler): (I don't understand what Arlecchino has to do with the Iridescent Moon's marrow... But at this point, I have no choice but to go along with Columbina's plan.)
- The Damselette: Is that a no, then?
We're only doing this to stop Rerir.- ...He is our common enemy.
- Marionette: Hmph, as if I need reminding. I was THIS close to settling things with him before SOMEONE decided to whisk me away to their weird little garden.
- The Damselette: Have you held any tea parties lately?
- Marionette: Tea parties? Uh, yeah, obviously. You don't seriously think we'd pack it all in just because you aren't here?
- Marionette: If anything, they've been more eventful than ever. Just me, Arlecchino, and a bunch of insolent, insensitive "guests" who won't stop asking where you've gone. Oh, they've been a real joy.
- The Damselette: I bet you served them the worst tea you have. Just like you used to do to me when I upset you.
- Marionette: Hmph... Who cares about how good the tea is when there's no one around to drink it? I keep losing people...
- Marionette: First Rosalyne, now you... I'm running out of people who can make me laugh. Honestly, what could be more ridiculous than a multi-centenarian goddess who's only ever had the plain herbal tea she received as offerings? Heh...
- The Damselette: You'd always brew a different type of tea for me each time. Was it really just to see how I'd react?
- Marionette: I, uh— Well, duh! Why else? Watching you squirm was practically my only form of entertainment.
- (Traveler): (Or was she genuinely trying to introduce Columbina to new flavors? Maybe all that coldness is just an act... and they actually get along?)
- Marionette: Oh, yeah... and Capitano sometimes used to bring Tartaglia around too, but I guess we won't be seeing him again.
- The Damselette: ...
- Marionette: Hmph... Well, I guess we are overdue for a get-together. Pulonia!
- Marionette: Have Fevroniya pass a message to Arlecchino for me. "It's time for tea" will suffice.
- The Damselette: Pass along a message for me too, if you would: "My body cannot contain the marrow of two moons, so I'll be leaving one of them in her care."
- Marionette: Excuse me? Who said you were on the guest list? If my tea meant that much to you, maybe quitting the Fatui wasn't your brightest move.
- Marionette: Back when you were under the Tsaritsa's protection, no one would have dared come at you so openly.
- The Damselette: But that protection didn't come for free — in fact, I paid dearly for it. At the end of the day, it was just another transaction.
- The Damselette: I just got tired, that's all... I never wanted any part in their grand ambitions, and I've had enough of being treated like a bottomless supply of power.
- The Damselette: It brings back memories from the old days, when I was still worshiped as the Moon Goddess. Centuries on, it may be a different group of people, but I see the same greed in their eyes.
- Marionette: Hmph... I figured you'd leave eventually. You didn't have as much of a reason to stay as I do.
- Marionette: The Tsaritsa gave you shelter and protection, but that was it — nothing more, nothing less. Meanwhile, the Fatui demanded everything from you in return, until it was more than you could bear.
- Marionette: I get why you left. And frankly, I have no interest in dragging you back just because the higher-ups told me to.
- Marionette: But if you keep hanging around with this riffraff, the next time we cross paths, we might be enemies for real.
- (The Traveler and Paimon smile knowingly)
- (Traveler): (She says that, but she's the one who just caved in and agreed to help Columbina...)
- Paimon: Heh... Well, uh... Guess that's our cue to leave?
- Let's go.
- We'd better not keep Varka and the others waiting.
- Marionette: Umm... That might be your plan, but it sounds like someone else wants you to stay a little longer.
- Paimon: Huh? What do you mean?
- Marionette: Listen...
- The Wild Hunt's Roar: Raargh!
- Ozerov: My Lady, it's the Wild Hunt! A horde of monsters is headed straight for the facility!
- Marionette: Ugh. Another uninvited guest trying to crash my tea party. Clear the area — I'll handle this.
- Paimon: Wait, what? You want us to leave you here by yourself?
- Marionette: Heh, you'll be lucky to make it out of this alive. You really think you can afford to worry about me?
- Marionette: Go on, get out of here! You may have stopped Pulonia from crushing him last time, but I've made sure that won't happen again. The entire Experimental Design Bureau is rigged for war!
- Marionette: Stay and watch if you want — but it'll be at your own risk. You're not flagged as friendlies in the weapon system.
- Just... be careful, okay?
- Marionette: Don't tell me what to do! Look, if you're leaving, make it quick, or you'll just get in my way. There's a secret passage on the second floor — it'll take you right to the plains out back.
- The Damselette: ...
- Marionette: Stare all you want, Columbina. You're not getting another invitation to my tea party.
- The Damselette: I know... But thank you anyway, Sandrone.
- Marionette: Ugh... This is exactly why you shouldn't hang around with those people. All their melodrama and sentimental nonsense is rubbing off on you.
- (The group leaves Marionette and Pulonia at the Bureau)
- Marionette: Come on then, Mr. Rächer. Let's pick up where we left off.
- Marionette: It's your Wild Hunt monstrosities versus my beautiful creations... Let's see who comes out on top!
- (Marionette presses a big red button at her console, sending her Landcruisers to fight the Wild Hunt)
- (The player takes control of her machines)
- (While fighting the Wild Hunt with Marionette's machines)
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- (From B.O.S.C.O.NO.1's perspective)
- Marionette: B.O.S.C.O. 1, lock onto target!
- (From B.O.S.C.O.NO.2's perspective)
- Marionette: Good work, B.O.S.C.O. 1. B.O.S.C.O. 2 — prepare to fire!
- (From B.O.S.C.O.NO.9's perspective)
- Marionette: That's it, keep them pinned down! Don't let them get near!
- Marionette: Rotate out! Deploy all backup units... Get in there and hold the line!
- (From B.O.S.C.O.NO.42's perspective)
- Marionette: They're more tenacious than I thought... Hmph, whatever. This is where the real fun begins.
- (B.O.S.C.O.NO.42 takes damage and the screen cracks)
- Marionette: Don't worry... Once this is over, I'll put you all back together again, I promise...
- (B.O.S.C.O.NO.42 takes a critical hit and loses its combat ability)
- Warning! This machine is severely damaged!
- (Rerir appears in the background, behind the unending rush of incoming Wild Hunt)
- Marionette: Finally, the Rächer himself. Time to—
- Marionette: Huh? Where'd he go?
- Marionette: ...Uh-oh!
- (Rerir grabs the camera and smashes it to the ground)
- "Rächer of Solnari": Hmph...
- (After the fight)
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- (Rerir strolls into the room as his Wild Hunt minions finish off the Landcruisers)
- Marionette: Pulonia, get him!
- Marionette: I've upgraded Pulonia again since our last encounter... and uploaded every last scrap of your data. So let's finish this, once and for—
- "Rächer of Solnari": She's not here...
- "Rächer of Solnari": Where did she go?
- (Rerir turns and walks away, muttering to himself)
- Marionette: Hey, over here, you big—
- "Rächer of Solnari": Cursed... moon...
- "Rächer of Solnari": Go... Keep searching. She cannot have gotten far.
- (Pulonia rushes Rerir from behind, winding up to deliver a blow)
- (Rerir notices and clenches his fist, triggering a burst of Abyssal power)
- (Transition to Curatorium of Secrets)
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- (Nefer opens a sealed door to another room in the Curatorium)
- (A gold-framed box emitting green energy sits on the desk inside)
- Lauma: So this is your method for investigating Rerir's past? It almost looks like some kind of... ceremony.
- Nefer: Good deduction. But it's quite a different affair from what you're used to with the Frostmoon Scions.
- Jahoda: (Whoa... First time I've ever been in here. Boss always said it was off-limits, so I pictured some kind of creepy dungeon... But it's actually kinda nice!)
- Jahoda: (Oh! I guess this must be Sumeru decor? That's where boss is from... and that nice shopkeeper who sold me my treasure compass.)
- Nefer: ...
- Lauma: I'm not sure exactly what you've got planned, but it looks like you're all set. When do we begin?
- Nefer: Whenever we wish... But for some reason, I've got a feeling this isn't going to end well.
- Nefer: I've never faced Rerir myself. But from what you've told me, his power is beyond anything I could imagine.
- Nefer: I, on the other hand, am just an ordinary businesswoman. Our paths should never have crossed, yet here I am, forced to make an enemy of him.
- Lauma: If you ask me, you're about as far from "ordinary" as it gets. So what are you saying? You're getting cold feet?
- Nefer: Once I take a job, there's no backing out. Still... I have to ask myself if the power I'm relying on will even work on an opponent of this caliber.
- Nefer: ...And also, how to make sure I come out of this alive if things spiral out of control.
- Nefer: Death is the one thing we can take for granted. It is the great equalizer, however fortunate or unfortunate we may otherwise be. So it's important to consider how to spend what lifespan we have left.
- Jahoda: Haha... C'mon boss, lighten up. Quit talking about death, it's bad luck!
- Lauma: ...For once, I agree with you. When you're up against a foe like Rerir, there's no such thing as being too prepared.
- Lauma: Is there anything I can do to help?
- Nefer: That won't be necessary. I've already made up my mind... Time to cash in a precious favor I've been saving for a rainy day. Jahoda, I need you to find someone for me — the sooner, the better.
- Jahoda: Eh? Find who?
- Nefer: That shady merchant who sold you an overpriced treasure compass the other day.
- Jahoda: Come on, boss, you're pulling my leg again! In what way is she shady? She showed up when I was completely lost and sold me a neat little gadget that was exactly what I needed! Trust me, she's a good person!
- (Nefer stares silently at Jahoda)
- Jahoda: Anyway, I know who you're talking about. Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back!
- A few moments later...
- ???: *panting* ...Quit dragging me, I genuinely can't run any further!
- Lauma: Hey, aren't you...
- Dori: What is it? What's the big rush? You dragged me out of a dream where I was literally swimming in Mora... I—I'm charging double my usual attendance fee!
- Jahoda: (See? Look how easygoing she is! After that rude awakening, she could've completely snapped at us, but instead she kept it together and just asked for an extra fee.)
- Lauma: Dori Sangemah Bay? I never would've pictured you two doing business together.
- Dori: If you wanna make it big in Nod-Krai, it's all about connections. Lady Nefer just so happens to have a lot of intel that interests me — and she also did me a big favor in the past.
- Dori: It was back when I first arrived in Nod-Krai. My trusty assistant, the Jinni in my lamp, had an adverse reaction to the kuuvahki and fainted.
- Dori: And wouldn't you know it, that's when I suddenly find myself in a life-or-death situation. Good thing my compatriot was there to swoop in and save the day.
- Dori: I've been giving her a thirty percent discount off all of my goods ever since. Now, so that no one here feels left out, I'm willing to extend a twenty percent discount to fellow friends of Boss Nefer.
- Dori: Plus, any other friends you send my way will enjoy ten percent off. What can I say? The great Lord Sangemah Bay is nothing if not generous...
- Dori: So, let me guess... You've run into some trouble? Hehe, I've got everything you could possibly need — and the more you buy, the more you'll save.
- Nefer: You guessed correctly. What have you got in the way of survival gear?
- Dori: Heh, the one type of gear I've never been short on! What are you looking for? A jetpack fresh from the Akademiya's labs? An ancient suit of armor, dredged up from the bottom of the sea?
- Dori: At the very least, I need to know what kind of opponent you're dealing with here. If even you're worried about staying alive, it must be pretty serious...
- Nefer: What if I told you it's someone with the power to bring a nation to its knees?
- Dori: Is that so? Hmm... Then we really are talking top-shelf treasures. I don't have anything like that in stock right now... I'll have to ask my supplier.
- Lauma: Your supplier?
- Dori: A powerful woman, make no mistake... I can't reveal her identity, but luckily for you, I hear she's planning to visit Nod-Krai in the near future.
- Dori: If you're willing to wait, I can ask her once she's here. Can't say exactly how long that'll be, though...
- Nefer: Then let me put it another way... What would you do if you encountered an enemy like that? Roll over and serve yourself up on a silver platter?
- (Dori cheerfully pulls out a flower-shaped metal object)
- Dori: Course not! I have a handy little trinket from one of my generous suppliers, which... Hold on, what exactly are you getting at? No, no, this is for my personal use only!
- Nefer: Let's just say I'm borrowing it, alright? Just for insurance purposes — you'll get it back later.
- Nefer: Favors are the worst kind of debt to owe, and now you've got a chance to repay one. A win-win situation, don't you think?
- Dori: ...Hmph, fine. You can borrow it for five days... No, make that three! And for every extra hour after that, I'm charging you a million Mora. Deal?
- Nefer: Deal.
- Dori: *sigh* What a way to start the day... Now, was there anything else you wanted, or can I go back to bed now?
- Nefer: That will be all. Take care, now — don't trip up on your way back, friend.
- Jahoda: See you later! You're my favorite shopkeeper!
- (They return to the sealed room)
- Nefer: Excellent, everything is well and truly ready. The ceremony can now begin.
- Nefer: After initiating the ceremony, your minds will follow me wherever I go. You will see many strange things in your mind's eye.
- Nefer: So remember: Don't be frightened, and don't make a sound...
- After laying down the ground rules for everyone who will be joining the trip as a follower, Nefer begins the ceremony.
- Nefer: Now then... Let us peer into the Rächer of Solnari's past.
- (Nefer activates the box on the desk and finds herself in a stone room)
- Nefer: (...I made it.)
- Nefer: (I don't recognize this style of architecture... Must be Khaenri'ahn.)
- Nefer: (Simple furnishings, table and chairs... It's a more ordinary house than I might have expected.)
- Nefer: (...Looks like the fearsome "Rächer of Solnari" came from surprisingly humble beginnings.)
- Nefer: (Unless this passed for luxury in Khaenri'ah...? Hmm, unlikely. It was said to be a very prosperous nation in its heyday.)
- Nefer: (...Anyway. I'll keep exploring.)
- (Investigate the storage boxes near the dining table, optional)
- Check: A few storage boxes sit next to the cabinet. Everything in sight is neatly organized.
- Check: Whoever lives here seems to be enjoying a pretty comfortable life.
- (Investigate the note)
- A Note: A handwritten note.
- A Note: Hi, Rerir. Since you're working extra hours tonight, I thought I'd keep myself busy by checking out that new kebab shop. I've heard good things about their menu.
- A Note: I'll test it out, and if it's as good as everyone's saying, let's go back together some time.
- A Note: (P.S.: New stash from the Universitas Magistrorum. I brought some goodies home — a few teacups and a pen rack. Hope you like them!)
- Nefer: (They didn't sign their name... But they must have been close. Sounds like they were living together.)
- (Investigate the journal on the table)
- Journal on the Table: I went over to Joseph's for drinks today. They have a fine collection, but I went alone — Tholindis was tied up with something and couldn't make it.
- Journal on the Table: Joseph asked why I came alone, but I didn't really have an answer. He then went on to ask about other things. If you ask me, someone who asks that many personal questions is too nosy for their own good.
- Journal on the Table: But if he invites me again, chances are I'd still go.
- Nefer: ("Tholindis"... That's the same name Rerir mentioned.)
- Journal on the Table: Grain imports keep falling. If things don't pick up, we'll soon be back to meat and mushrooms only...
- Journal on the Table: Honestly, I'm not a huge fan of that new type of mushroom everyone's been into lately. Didn't it start out as a lab-grown variety? I heard it's even mildly corrosive... Seriously, why would you even eat something like that?
- Journal on the Table: I don't care if it's an impressive feat of alchemy... that just isn't the kind of thing I like to eat.
- Nefer: (Grain has to be imported, and they're eating a diet of mostly meat and mushrooms... Could it be because Khaenri'ah is underground, so it doesn't get much sunlight?)
- Nefer: (That would explain why they use so much stone in their buildings...)
- Nefer: (They even use alchemically modified strains for food. Seems like the people of Khaenri'ah don't have many options when it comes to dining...)
- Journal on the Table: I've just about saved up enough now. Time to buy it and keep it somewhere safe...
- Nefer: (Making a big purchase... I wonder what it is?)
- Journal on the Table: Most of what's written in the diary are the mundane details of everyday life. It's clear that the author was an ordinary Khaenri'ahn — or at least, that they were passing themselves off as one...
- Journal on the Table: The author's handwriting doesn't reveal anything. It's neither showy nor stiff — in fact, it doesn't really leave any particular impression.
- Nefer: (...He really is a professional. No wonder he's so good at covering his tracks.)
- Nefer: (Despite what he's become, it seems like he's retained certain habits, at least in this regard.)
- Journal on the Table: Near the end of the diary, you notice a page with a shallow indentation along the bottom.
- Journal on the Table: The previous page has been torn out. For now, its contents remain a mystery.
- Nefer: (Did Rerir rip it out himself?)
- Journal on the Table: But pen marks like these leave a trace. With something like charcoal to add some color, you just need to find the right angle...
- Journal on the Table: When Nefer looks around, she sees a fine charcoal pencil on the desk. Before long, she has restored the missing words.
- Journal on the Table: Compared with the forgettable handwriting from before, these lines have been scrawled in a rougher, more haphazard way — as if the person who wrote them was in an emotional state.
- Journal on the Table: Before I met you, I was convinced that my heart was nothing more than a stagnant pool.
- Journal on the Table: The burial place of a fallen moon... a withered, windless grove where the waters rested forever unrippled.
- Journal on the Table: It was you who helped me see that my heart hadn't entirely withered away. That it could still beat to the rhythm of love.
- Nefer: (This is just trivial sentimentality, from the looks of it. Why would he go to the trouble of hiding that?)
- Nefer: ("The burial place of a fallen moon"...)
- (Approach the door)
- Dainsleif: Rerir! Over here!
- Rerir: Dain! Oh, and... Vedrfolnir? What a surprise to see you here, Sir.
- Vedrfolnir: Hello there, Rerir. You need not address me so formally outside of court.
- Dainsleif: He doesn't get much free time, so I invited him over for a drink. Even the court prophet deserves a break every now and then, right?
- Rerir: Haha, well, I'm flattered.
- Vedrfolnir: So... What are we discussing today?
- Rerir: Hey, don't look at me. As far as I see it, we don't need an excuse to have a few drinks.
- Dainsleif: Come on, don't give us that! Didn't you say you were about to pop the big question? How's that coming along?
- Rerir: Heh, who'd have thought the great Twilight Sword was an even greater gossip?
- Dainsleif: I just didn't expect you to be the first one to settle down and get married, that's all.
- Vedrfolnir: ...
- Rerir: Yeah... If you'd told me that a few years ago, I wouldn't have believed you either. Haha...
- Dainsleif: So, are you planning to come clean about your job, then? I'm guessing you still haven't told her.
- Rerir: Sure, I'll have to tell her at some point... but I'll need to pick the right time and place. To be honest, I have no idea how she'll take it.
- Dainsleif: Come on, stop being such a pessimist. For all you know, she could be thrilled! I bet she'll be much more impressed by your actual job than the one she thinks you're doing now.
- Dainsleif: A member of the "King's Guard"... Heh, quite the cover story. Does the king himself even know?
- Rerir: Of course he does. Anyway, enough about me. How've you been?
- Dainsleif: Me? Same old, same old, nothing much to— Huh?
- Dainsleif: What's up, Ved?
- Vedrfolnir: ...It's nothing.
- Rerir: ...
- Rerir: (Vedrfolnir, Dainsleif's elder brother... Renowned throughout the Court of Khaenri'ah as "The Visionary," and said to possess a wisdom far beyond the reach of any ordinary man.)
- Rerir: (And yet, despite the gulf between us, he seems to have something to say about me...)
- Rerir: (Does he even know me? Does he see me as a friend of his brother... or just another of the Vinster King's blades?)
- Rerir: (Why did he react so strongly? Was it really to do with what we were talking about?)
- Nefer: (Brown, curly hair, and brooding blue eyes. So this is what Rerir looked like back in the day.)
- Nefer: (Perfectly normal, no different from anyone else.)
- Nefer: (As frightening as this monster is in the present... There's something even more unsettling about seeing the human he used to be.)
- (Investigate the mirror)
- Rerir: Tholindis? You're back early.
- Tholindis: Our equipment's being serviced today, so I got off earlier than usual. How's your day been?
- Tholindis: Aw, why the long face? Is something the matter? Has your boss been giving you a hard time again?
- Rerir: ...
- Rerir: Went for a drink with Dain and the others after work.
- Tholindis: Isn't that a good thing?
- Rerir: ...
- Rerir: Vedrfolnir showed up today too. You know, Dainsleif's older brother.
- Tholindis: Ah, Mr. Vedrfolnir. Yes, I've heard of him. They say that everything he says ends up coming true.
- Rerir: ...He overheard Dainsleif mention that I'd recently proposed, and seemed to have an issue with it. But when I asked what it was, he kept it to himself.
- Tholindis: So... you're worried? You can be such a child sometimes, Rerir.
- Tholindis: We're nobodies. Why would The Visionary be concerned about us?
- Tholindis: I'm sure someone in his position has much bigger fish to fry.
- Rerir: Ha... Maybe you're right.
- Tholindis: ...
- Tholindis: You worry too much, Rerir. We've been together for ages now, and everything's been going so well, has it not? You've even proposed to me!
- Rerir: Haha, so you do remember. Tell me, then... what's your answer?
- Tholindis: Like I said, I need some time to decide. You can't just rush into things like this. We may be nobodies in the grand scheme of things, but if we want things to work out, we've still got to plan ahead.
- Rerir: Alright, take your time. Just don't keep me waiting forever.
- Rerir: ("Nobodies"... Hmph, sounds about right. In the eyes of people like Vedrfolnir and Dainsleif, what do we matter?)
- Rerir: (Can someone whose gaze is so fixed on the far-flung future even see the present clearly? Besides... The dynasty's fate rests with the king and his inner circle. Whatever I do, it won't make much difference.)
- Rerir: (Meanwhile, every idea they come up with and every decision they make, it affects everything... These days, the king is lost in his research, and the purge of the Crimson Moon bloodline grows ever more intense.)
- Rerir: (The opposition tried to speak out, but nothing came of it. And I'm under no illusions as to why — because we eliminated them and got rid of their bodies.)
- Rerir: (A man can have a thousand reasons to carry a sword, but there are few good excuses to use it. Yet the king has never even considered a gentler approach, and he never will.)
- Rerir: (...What becomes of someone who kills on another's behalf? Can he ever find true peace?)
- Rerir: Tholindis... I...
- Rerir: *sigh* It's nothing. You are right... Fate has never smiled upon nobodies like us. But by the same token, it's unlikely to bear a grudge against us, either.
- Rerir: There's no reason we can't keep living happily together, cherishing the simple joys of each day as they come...
- Tholindis: See? You just need to stay positive, Rerir.
- Tholindis: I can feel your warmth, your breath... You're right there, right by my side.
- Tholindis: Just seeing you makes me happy in a way I can't explain, and that's something that no one could ever take away from me. So smile, my love... Let go of that frown.
- Rerir: You're right, Tholindis. I've just been overthinking things.
- Tholindis: That's better. Getting caught up about things like this will only ruin our evening. Speaking of which... All set for the ball tonight? I need to go get ready.
- Rerir: You go ahead. I just have a few things to take care of, then I'll come join you.
- Tholindis: Even busier than the big shots, huh? Fine, I'll go get started... but don't be late. If you keep me waiting too long, I won't be a happy bunny.
- Rerir: Relax, I'll be there...
- Rerir: Seriously, though, you drive a hard bargain... You're really gonna leave my proposal hanging, and still expect me to take you to the ball?
- Tholindis: Well that goes without saying. I already told everyone I'd be coming with a dance partner.
- Tholindis: Besides, they're two completely different things... Let's take it one thing at a time, alright?
- Rerir: Hmph...
- Rerir: Alright, white outfit it is.
- Nefer: (It seems like Rerir was deliberately hiding his ties to the intelligence services... by giving the impression that he was just an ordinary member of the Vinster King's guard.)
- Nefer: (He clearly doesn't want his would-be fiancee to know about his other life. Then again, that's hardly surprising — people in the intelligence trade rarely do.)
- Nefer: (Heh, who'd have thought we were in the same line of work...)
- Nefer: (Let's dig a little deeper.)
- (Leave the room)
- Thorkell: Our last operation was a resounding success — and all thanks to you, Rächer of Solnari. In total, we apprehended 32 dregs of the Crimson Moon, and 67 accomplices.
- Rerir: After all these years since the dynasty's fall, so many of them still linger on.
- Thorkell: Indeed, it cannot be denied. Yet it was destiny that the Crimson Moon should be overcome by the Eclipse, and that His Majesty, the all-seeing Vinster King, now guides our nation on the path to prosperity.
- Thorkell: Khaenri'ah has no further need for a dead moon. But alas, there will always be those who refuse to see the truth, choosing instead to romanticize the past.
- Rerir: That's not entirely true. Much about the Crimson Moon era was worthy of remembrance, and that's exactly why they keep trying to see it restored.
- Rerir: Many of its secrets remain unsolved to this day. As it happens, that's precisely the field of study my partner is devoted to.
- Thorkell: You still haven't told her what you really do for a living?
- Rerir: ...
- Rerir: Where would I even start?
- Rerir: How do you tell someone that you're one of the king's hand-picked executioners? That your hands are steeped in blood?
- Thorkell: You didn't choose this life, any more than I did. Orphans like us don't get a say.
- Rerir: But I'll sure as heck be the one to pay for it.
- Rerir: Speaking of which... We need to be more rigorous in the way we identify direct descendants of the Crimson Moon.
- Rerir: Someone, it seems, has strong opinions about my future plans — most likely my marriage, in particular. I have a feeling that we may soon become targets of the Crimson Moon's retribution.
- Thorkell: Your concerns are not unfounded. They've taken out many of our colleagues these past few years, and for that very reason. These are no helpless lambs we're leading to the slaughter — they're wolves in sheep's clothing.
- Thorkell: Take care, Rächer of Solnari. I look forward to toasting you at your wedding.
- Rerir: Thanks, Thorkell. You looks [sic] after yourself too.
- Rerir: ...
- Rerir: Tholindis, I never wanted to keep this from you. You're the last person I would ever want to lie to.
- Rerir: But that's exactly why I can't tell you everything. There are things you shouldn't know... things you cannot know.
- Rerir: The moonlit dynasties are a thing of the past. Yet even now, with the sun shining high in the sky, there are those who would call forth a dead moon's ghost.
- Rerir: Could that be why Vedrfolnir held back? Or was it because of some court secret he's not at liberty to share?
- Rerir: ...I have to get a clear answer from him. No matter what happens, I will protect Tholindis.
- Nefer: (Rerir seems to be very concerned by Vedrfolnir's reaction...)
- Nefer: (Vedrfolnir and Dainsleif, "The Visionary" and "Twilight Sword." So that's what they were really like...)
- Nefer: (I've investigated this whole area now. There doesn't seem to be any other memories here.)
- Nefer: (Should I try somewhere else? Wait a second... What's this black smoke?)
- (Nefer walks up to the black smoke)
- Tholindis: So he's late, after all! Just you wait, Rerir... You're in for it, big time!
- (A young child approaches her with his head lowered)
- Orlog: Are you waiting for someone, Ma'am? Could I tempt you into buying some flowers?
- Tholindis: Hm? Oh, sure. Pick me out a pretty bunch, if you would.
- Orlog: Thank you! But I'm afraid none of them are as pretty as you...
- Tholindis: For someone so young, you sure have a way with words, don't you?
- Orlog: I'm only telling the truth. Look me in the eyes... you'll see I'm not lying.
- (The child raises his head, revealing black eyes with red "X"-shaped pupils)
- Tholindis: You're...
- Orlog: May we have a word in private?
- (They step aside)
- Tholindis: ...Who are you, and what do you want?
- Orlog: It doesn't matter who I am. Too many of our kind have fallen lately, so I decided to take the risk of reaching out.
- Orlog: Not long ago, the Rächer of Solnari led an assault on one of our strongholds. We suffered many casualties, and many who came to our aid lost their lives as well.
- Tholindis: Sorry, I don't know why you're telling me this... and I don't want to get involved.
- Orlog: Wait... Hear me out. This time, we finally got a clear look at his face and learned his true identity.
- Orlog: His name is Rerir, and he claims to be one of the king's guards.
- Tholindis: ...What did you say!?
- Orlog: A cruel irony, isn't it... the man you're set to marry leads a double life as a brutal executioner. But surely, you must have caught a whiff of the blood on his hands?
- Tholindis: Why are you telling me all of this now?
- Orlog: Simple. It's because...
- Nefer: (How strange... Rerir was nowhere to be seen in that memory. It clearly belonged to Tholindis.)
- Nefer: (Rerir couldn't possibly know what happened if he wasn't even there.)
- Nefer: (Why would her memories appear in his fragment?)
- Nefer: (...The ceremony won't last much longer... I think it's time to call it a day.)
- (Nefer returns to the present)
- Nefer: Whew...
- Lauma: So that was your doing? Did you just... pull us inside Rerir's fragment to spy directly on his memories?
- Nefer: Any more questions and I'll have to start charging.
- Jahoda: I had no idea you could do that, boss! Seriously, that was amazing... We're not worthy, we're not worthy!
- Jahoda: I gotta admit, though, I'm itching to see what happens next... Feels like we barely scratched the surface...
- Nefer: I'm just as curious as you are, but the ceremony only allows for limited time inside. That's all we can see for now.
- Nefer: Luckily, we managed to learn quite a lot.
- Lauma: So far, so good... I just hope the others are doing okay too.
- Lauma: Especially the group with (Traveler)... Their mission is a risky one. Let's hope it's all going smoothly.
- Nefer: If you're worried about them, go see how they're doing.
- Jahoda: If I know Boss, she's gonna need some time to write up all the details and make sure it's all coherent. I'll stay behind to lend a hand, but feel free to head back and meet up with the others.
- (Transition to Thunderclap Reef)
- (Continues to Everlasting As the Moon)
Other Languages[]
| Language | Official Name | Literal Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| English | Special Operation | — |
| Chinese (Simplified) | 特别行动 Tèbié Xíngdòng | Special Operation |
| Chinese (Traditional) | 特別行動 Tèbié Xíngdòng | |
| Japanese | 特殊任務 Tokushu Ninmu | Special Mission |
| Korean | 특별 작전 Teukbyeol Jakjeon | |
| Spanish | Operación especial | |
| French | Opération spéciale | Special Operation |
| Russian | Особая операция Osobaya operatsiya | |
| Thai | ปฏิบัติการพิเศษ | |
| Vietnamese | Chiến Dịch Đặc Biệt | Special Operation |
| German | Sondereinsatz | |
| Indonesian | Operasi Khusus | |
| Portuguese | Operação Especial | |
| Turkish | Özel Operasyon | |
| Italian | Operazione speciale |
Change History[]
Released in Version "Luna II"
