Lost Stars

“	In the morning after the gunshot case, Orlando went to investigate the illegal trade of Mercury Group and here he met the secret sniper for the second time...	”

Silent Dawn

Requirements	Complete Nina's Letter (Cat and Yard) to gain Strawberry Handbag Fruit Sugar Fruit Sugar-Rare Fruit Sugar-Epic
Prize	Trail of Stars

• (Year 680, New Era, Welton)
• (After the gunshot, the morning regains quietness. After leaving the Apple Apparel Group, Orlando escorts Nikki and her friends to a secluded manor on the outskirt of Welton.)
• Bobo: Wow... Is this Orlando's home? Tranquil forest, clear lake... How happy it is to live in such a beautiful place!
• Kimi: Orlando lives in an apartment in Welton. I haven't been here for quite long. The last time we held a party here was 2 years ago, right?
• Orlando: Yeah, you had just graduated and just become the chief stylist of Apple Apparel Group...
• Orlando: Lancelot! How did you get out?
• (A black cat dashes gracefully across the well-manicured lawn, and lunges into Orlando's arms)
• Orlando: (Smiles) It seems I've been gone for far too long. Have you been a good boy while I was away?
• (Lancelot meows, tilting his head and rubbing Orlando intimately.)
• Nikki: Aww, Lancelot is so adorable!
• Momo: Meow! Hello there! Here is another adorable kitten! Someone reward me grilled fish for being good!
• Bobo: Momo... If you were as half graceful[sic] as Mr. Lancelot, I would surely buy you what you want.
• Orlando: We've had enough surprises, you can have some rest here. This villa is safe. You can stay here before you leave for Losol City.
• Orlando: Also, Kimi... Take this communicator. If anything happens, call me right away and I'll be back as fast as I can.
• Kimi: Orlando, are you leaving? You didn't sleep for the whole night!
• Orlando: I have to pay a visit to the Federal Security Agency. Don't worry, I'll be back before night.
• (Orlando puts Lancelot down. The black cat cries gently and circles around Orlando, seemingly asking him to stay. Orlando crouches down and pets his head)
• Orlando: So, I'll leave them to you, Mr. Lancelot.

Shade in Mist

Requirements	None
Prize	30,000 10 30

• (Half an hour later, Orlando enters the bustling Federal Security Agency.)
• Orlando: Is the investigation report ready?
• Agent: Yes, Commander. The weapon was a 675 pistol with a silencer fired by a right-handed person. The bullet broke the victim's aorta and led to death.
• Agent: We lost his trail in the theater area. Shall we conduct a thorough searching of the area?
• Orlando: The suspect is 5'10', gray hair. Left eye's iris is red, and the right eye might be injured. He is carrying a modified SVDS sniper rifle. Pass this information along to all personnel.
• Agent: Commander, did... did you confront the suspect in person?
• Orlando: Yes. I'll put all the information in a report and submit to the federal government. Also, keep a close eye on the 'No. 7 Exchange.' That is all, thank you.
• (After the arrangement of the follow-up works, Orlando returns to his office. All the files about 'Shade' have been put on his desk.)
• (Actually, there is nothing in these files that Orlando doesn't know. But not until last night did he realize what's weird in these files.)
• Orlando: (It seems that Shade has been serving as an assassin for Nidhogg from the very beginning)
• Orlando: (He follows Nidhogg's every command, and helped prepare for Nidhogg's betrayal and the founding of the League Tyr.)
• Orlando: (However... Before Year 677 of the New Era, there was no trace of him at all. Who was he before?)

• He's a little bit like Flynn.
• Flynn had already gone.

• Orlando: His hair and eyes are different, but his stature and voice bear a striking similarity to Flynn. Even the way he uses the gun...

• Orlando: I'll never forget the day he left me... I was right by his side as his breathing stopped, but I couldn't do anything...

• Orlando: He looks very similar to Flynn at 18... But this is crazy talk. Even if Flynn were alive, he would never look that young...
• (Orlando's hand freezes. He meditates for a while and closes the report firmly.)
• Orlando: (Flynn loves the country more than anyone else. I believe in him.)
• (Just then, his communicator suddenly buzzes. Kimi and Nikki appear on the screen.)
• Kimi: We don't mean to disturb you, but Mr. Lancelot is acting very abnormally. He guards the doorway of a room on the highest floor and would not move even if the butler urges him to.
• Nikki: Maybe we are overreacting, but Mr. Lancelot looks really strange today...
• Orlando: (Surprised) No, you're doing the right thing. The room on the highest floor is where I store the weapons. Stay where you are and don't move until I'm back.

Intruder

Requirements	25 9 16 9
Prize	Trail of Stars upgrades to Stars Prism

• (Orlando hurries home. Just as Kimi and Nikki said, Lancelot patrols back and forth agitatedly until Orlando returns.)
• (After Orlando lets the butler escort Nikki and the other guests away, he draws his pistol and slowly opens the door of the collection room.)
• (To his surprise, it's empty inside. The weapons are where they were in the glass cabinets, only a drawer is half-open. Obviously, someone was here.)
• Orlando: He managed to dive in through all the alert systems outside the villa... I was too careless.
• (Orlando opens the drawer and finds that the report of 'No. 7 Exchange' which sat on the top is gone.)
• Orlando: The No. 7 Exchange... the transit hub for illegal drugs backed by Mercury Group. It seems that the intruder comes for Reid today.
• (When Orlando sorts all the files and prepares to close the drawer, he suddenly notices that another thing is missing.)
• (Deep in the drawer, there was a rose. It's a gadget made by Flynn with the flower that their tutor had used to propose. It successfully fooled Viper and reversed the situation.)
• (After that rose withered, Orlando bought a silk flower and put it into the barrel in the place of the previous one and stored them in the drawer.)
• (In the following ten years, he didn't touch that gun for a single time. That touch of red, together with the stormy day, was put away deep in his memory.)
• Orlando: ...
• Orlando: Flynn, your jokes are still so challenging.

Trial-I

Requirements	8 3 5 3
Prize	Star Night levels up to level 2 (Pure attribute rating increases by 500 points)

Sleepless Night

Requirements	None
Prize	30 20,000 Light Purple Curls

• (Orlando locks the door of the collection room and hurries downstairs.)
• Orlando: Nikki, Kimi, I'm sorry, but I have to go.
• Nikki: What's going on? Did something happen?
• Kimi: Orlando, what did you find upstairs? You look worried.
• Orlando: Don't worry, only a file was stolen... And I think he's reached his goal and he won't come back. So, please don't worry.
• Kimi: It must be an important file?
• Orlando: (... I'd better keep the things about Reid and 'No.7 Exchange' from Kimi.)
• Orlando: The file itself is not that important, but the person who took it is 'Shade'.
• Bobo: 'Shade'... How come it's him? Isn't he a killer working for Nidhogg? Why did he only take a file this time...
• Orlando: If Shade was here, it means his mission in Welton hasn't been completed. Based on what was on that paper, this might be a good chance for us to track him down.
• Kimi: I see. But, please be careful.
• Orlando: Same to you. I'll arrange more guards to patrol around the villa. Still, call me at any time.
• Nikki: No problem. If there's anything we can do, please tell us.
• Orlando: Well, in that case, could you please help me dress up for a cocktail party ?

No.7 Exchange

Requirements	Summer Scent Summer Scent-Pink Summer Scent-Purple Summer Scent-Blue
Prize	20 20,000 20

• (When night falls, Orlando receives an update from the Security Agency: Shade has appeared near the No. 7 Exchange. He heads there at once.)
• (This is the hub of illegal drugs built up by Reid, and it's also a renowned cocktail club in Welton. Under the beautiful cover of intoxicating luxury is the dirty trade.)
• (By the bar counter, Orlando wears casual and fashionable clothes, totally different from before.)
• Orlando: A 'Rattlesnake,' please.
• Bartender: Hey, you look new. I guess I have to notify you that the 'Rattlesnake' is really strong; you sure you want it?
• (Orlando takes out a name card and places it in front of the bartender.)
• Bartender: ... Ha, looks like you are all ready. Then, enjoy!
• (With a yellow bottle in the hand, the bartender stages a stylish wine mixing tricks before he finishes. People around all applaud loudly, making Orlando's silence unbecoming.)
• (The bartender hands over the cup to Orlando, who takes a sip carelessly.)
• Bartender: Eh?... You know the rules here, sir?
• (Orlando is surprised, but managed to remain calm.)
• Orlando: I'm just waiting for a friend, he'll be here in a minute.
• Bartender: Is that so? Well, I hope he's not too late--
• (Bang!)
• (The sound of glass cracking passes from the club entrance, drawing everyone's attention. Orlando goes nearer and finds a familiar figure.)
• Orlando: Is it him...?

Accidents

Alternate title: Accident

Requirements	32 12 19 12
Prize	Stars Prism upgrades to Quiet Sky

• (There are several rich playboys at the entrance and the person who confronts them is Shade.)
• (Face obscured int he shadow, his expression is unclear. A little girl is hiding behind him, scared just like Nina when she was bullied in the welfare house.)
• Orlando: What's going on here...
• Rich Boy Borg: (Impatiently) This little beggar came to sell this trash. See?
• (Orlando looks to where the rich boy is pointing, and sees some trampled bowties strewn on the ground.)
• Rich Boy Eric: Hey, hood man. You are just a passerby, stop acting like a superhero. She was like a vicious animal when she beat us and broke our cups. There's no way you can afford it.
• Rich Boy Eric: Now, you little runt, pick up all that broken glass and apologize like a good, little girl!
• (The crowd starts to laugh. Shade remains silent as if he doesn't hear them.)
• Orlando: (Shade... Why would he protect some little girl he doesn't know? Does he...)
• Rich Boy: Hey, look! He's carrying something... a toy gun!? Hahahaha... It's beautiful, I give you that. Still, nothing but a styling ornament. Okay, get out of our way.
• Shade: Don't you touch my gun.
• Rich Boy Eric: Okay, so you are not deaf! That'll make things easier. Listen, this girl broke our glass, we want her to apologize, that's all. Give her to us and save yourself some troubles.
• Orlando: (...)
• (Orlando tries to act, but Shade is faster. He pushes these weak scums back like whisking away dust. But his behavior quickly gets him surrounded by the musclemen of the club.)
• Club Bodyguard: No fighting of any kind is allowed here. If you do not want to end up in the federal court, apologize to these young men right now!
• Shade: ...
• (The little girl grasps Shade's hand, trembling behind him. His right hand quickly gets ahold of the gun at his waist.)
• Rich Boy Borg: Get him!
• (As he is about to pull the trigger, a hand presses the barrel firmly with a sound of umbrella tip hitting the ground.)
• Orlando: Don't shoot.

Time Echo

Alternate title: Age Echo

Requirements	None
Prize	20 Star Rain Star Studded

• (Shade inspects Orlando alertly, his cold eyes flashing a glint of surprise.)
• Orlando: Let me handle this. I can deal with these men without using violence.
• (Shade seems a bit irked but doesn't refuse.)
• Rich Boy Eric: Finally, a reasonable human being. So, how will you amend for all this?
• Orlando: (Raise his cup high) As the elite members of the club, I'm sure you must be very familiar with all the ingredients of this cup of wine?
• Rich Boy Borg: What do you want to say... 'Rattlesnake'. Dull strong spirit. Everybody knows it.
• Orlando: (Smiles) Now that you know what it is...
• (As he speaks, Orlando hurls the cup of wine forward.)
• (The cup crashes into the wall, splashing all the yellow liquid and glass shards all over their bodies.)
• Rich Boy Borg: My eyes!!! You... You bastard!
• Orlando: I'm thinking of something else. Because of you, my cup slips. I guess it must be all reasonable for you to pick it up for me, right?
• (Orlando smiles politely, as though challenging the entire club.)
• Shade: ... Lame trick.

• Lame?
• Maybe.

• Orlando: What a pity, I thought this was your favorite way of dealing with things?

• Orlando: Actually, I really miss these boring tricks sometimes.

• Shade: ...
• Shade: Whatever you say.
• (Seemingly untouched by his words, Shade draws out the gun when the guards charge.)
• Orlando: Flynn!
• (Shade whips him a glance, then turns the gun around and the gunstock hits hard the enemy's jaw.)[sic]
• Shade: Your turn.
• (Shade escorts the little girl to the elevator while Orlando covers their backs.)
• Orlando: I got this.

Trial-II

Requirements	10 5 7 4
Prize	Star Night levels up to level 3 (Pure attribute rating increases by 800 points)

Secret Task

Alternate title: Secret Mission

Requirements	39 16 22 15
Prize	Quiet Sky upgrades to Nebula Illustrations

• (The whole club is stirred. Orlando defends the attacks with ease, but he starts regretting it. Causing such a big scene could bring trouble to the following investigation.)
• (Suddenly, a volley of gunfire rings out from behind Orlando, and several bouncers fall to the ground, unconscious.)
• Orlando: It's... a modified tranquilizer gun... Wait, why did you come back?
• Shade: We share the same goal this time.
• (Orlando and Shade fight side by side, and with perfect cooperation and smooth teamwork, they soon drop all the guards.)
• (The duo break into the underground part of the club. However, the noise had already alerted the guards. These armed gangsters launch attack instantly.)
• Orlando: They have weapons, watch out!
• Shade: ...
• (Before those people could wield their daggers, Shade subdues them immediately. Though prepared, they stand no chance against the duo's tactical teamwork.)
• (Soon, the two manage to pin down all enemies in the club, restoring peace to the place.)
• (Orlando walks towards the deepest part of the club and finds storage there. As he opens the door, a strong smell of disinfectant fills the whole place. Shade frowns.)
• (Orlando glances at the shelves, which are loaded with bottles. He closes the door)
• Orlando: We've caught them red-handed. Now Mercury Group has big trouble...
• Shade: (Whispers) 'Reagent No.7'...
• (He sounds surprised. Orlando looks back and finds something else.)
• Orlando: ...You're injured.
• (Shade seems surprised. As he looks down, he finds a deep wound on his arm, from which blood is bleeding profusely, but he seems to feel nothing at all.)

Rose and Gun

Requirements	None
Prize	30 20 Star Leap

• (Looking at Shade's wound, Orlando feels a deep uneasiness in his heart.)
• Orlando: It's pretty deep.
• (Ignoring him, Shade takes a medical bandage from his tactical pack and treats himself almost disinterestedly.)
• Orlando: ... Does it hurt?
• Shade: I don't feel pain.
• (He speaks so calmly as if it's nothing special. Orlando wants to ask something more but the sound of siren comes from the ground.)
• Shade: (Looks up alertly) I gotta go... And, this is yours.
• (Shade takes something black out of his pack and throws it to Orlando)
• Shade: I thought it was some gadget... But it's just a toy gun. Officer Commander, you are really tasteful.
• (Orlando holds the gun and gently pulls the trigger. A blood-red rose shoots out and blooms in this dark night in a weird and funny way.)
• Orlando: I don't need it. It was yours from the beginning.
• Shade: ... What do you know?

• Nothing special.
• I don't know.

• Orlando: ... Just old stories. It doesn't matter now.
• Shade: I don't think so.

• Orlando: I don't understand... Where is the shade of death from? And who is the target of your rifle?
• Shade: None of your business.

• Orlando: ...I respect your choice, but... whatever happens, stay true to yourself.
• (Shade makes no comments on Orlando's words. He takes over the gun in Orlando's hand and walks out of the club.)
• (Shade soon disappears into the night. Orlando looks out towards him, and sighs quietly)
• Orlando: Goodbye, Flynn.

Trial-III

Requirements	15 6 10 7
Prize	Star Night levels up to level 4 (Pure attribute rating increases by 1200 points)

Vow of Glory

Requirements	Sword Shadow Sword Shadow-Rare Sword Shadow-Tile Hair Ribbon-Brown Hair Ribbon-Gold Hair Ribbon-Black
Prize	30,000 Star Stripes

• (The Federal Security Agency soon arrives. Orlando leaves the club alone after handling the case.)
• (As the moon dips from the sky, only the gentle light of the stars falls on his shoulders, another sleepless night is coming to an end, but Orlando doesn't feel tired at all.)
• Orlando: (We used to think Shade resorted to something to gain immunity to the curse so that he can keep finishing his missions... It seems that we were all wrong from the very beginning.)
• Orlando: (Based on his moves, his sense of pain could very well be suppressed. The backlash of curse doesn't appear, instead, it continues consuming his vigor...)
• Orlando: (Flynn, I remembered the day when I carried you out of the cave and then the backup team arrived... What happened later?)
• Orlando: (Flynn, what did they do to you? What have you been through in the last 10 years...)
• (Orlando stops and looks up into the serene night sky studded with blinking stars.)
• Orlando: (I can't let anyone discover Shade's true identity. I know there will be consequences... but I'm willing to take them.)
• Orlando: Flynn, we swore we'd become the best soldiers to protect the Apple Federation...
• Orlando: Do you still remember your dreams? Those prank inventions are still in my house... The electromagnetic gun umbrella is still my favorite weapon.
• (Orlando touches the badge on his chest. 'Immortal Glory' shines brilliantly in the night.)
• Orlando: 'Shade'... I'll find out what you are and free you from this madness.
• Orlando: I'll bring you back to the federation, and we'll continue protecting our home together. Our words will never change... just like this starry night sky.

Last Night Stars

Requirements	None
Prize	60,000 Silhouette of the Star City Dappled Star Shadow

• (Year 667, New Era, Federal Military Academy)
• (It was also a starry night ten years ago.)
• (At the top of a hill lies the military academy's observatory. There, a brown-haired teenage boy stands with his back bent over a telescope, gazing intently into the night sky)
• Young Man: Hey, there! I've been looking everywhere. So here you are, stargazing.
• (Orlando turns back and finds a young man with a broad smile. Carrying a big messenger bag, his messy linen short hair shines lively under the moonlight.)

• Hello. Who are you?
• You're... Flynn?

• Young Man: I'm Flynn, and we will be roommates for a while.

• Young Man: You know me? I'm really flattered.

• Flynn: It's getting late though, Orlando. Why haven't you gone back to the dorms yet? Do the stars look good from here?
• (Flynn leans over and takes a look through Orlando's telescope)
• Flynn: Holy moly... This is amazing! Hey, you are drawing the star chart?... Amazing!
• Orlando: Nothing special.
• Flynn: Come on, Mr. 'Full Marks Across All Subjects'!
• Flynn: But, I'm not to be trifled with. Look, this is a 'Star Tracker' I designed. Put it on the telescope and it will follow its track automatically. Wanna try?
• (Though skeptical, Orlando installs the 'Star Tracker' according to Flynn's instructions. After a while, it squeaks and slowly prints a colorful photo of a nebula.)
• (But the next moment, it makes a sputtering noise and stops working)
• Flynn: Crap, my Star Tracker! Ah... forget about it, there must be a problem with the design. Give me some days and I assure you it will be no problem.
• (Orlando watches Flynn dote over his invention and bursts into laughter.)
• Flynn: Don't underestimate me! One day, every telescope in the Apple Federation will have a Star Tracker of my design installed.
• Orlando: Of course, I'm looking forward to it.
• (Under the twinkling stars and by the swaying trees in the summer breeze, the two young men share their dreams.)
• (And to this day, the story continues.)