01x08 - Backstage of a Third-rate Comedy

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Someday, that child is going to

destroy the family Magecraft!

A child named Flat never

existed to begin with!

Are you Flat Escardos?

Yes!

What's with that face?

Your mimetic muscles are moving in an

order that ignores its intended functions.

Only caring about the ends

while neglecting the means

Ow!

I'm telling you, children

should not be faking smiles.

These fashion choices

really feel like you.

Don't they?

It's perfect for an

infiltration mission, right?

Humph.

I would have agreed

if we were heading into

a disco full of cowboys.

This doesn't really feel like reality.

Are we really being

watched by Special Ops?

Moreover, the American government joining

forces with Mages in a conspiracy?

What is this, a fantasy movie?

Yes. I was surprised, as well.

But it also makes sense.

Are you not gonna tell them that

there is a vampire in the hospital?

I'd like to keep some cards up my

sleeve, just in case something happens.

Oh?

I believe they are good people.

But this is how I have lived my life.

Only you five showed up, huh?

So? How'd you feel fighting a real

monster and almost being k*lled?

Th-That's—

First of all, why do you

go so far to keep fighting?

What is there to gain by standing

at the front line of this w*r

where people can die at any moment?

I

We are police officers!

It's our job to save as

many people as possible

under conditions where

we may die at any moment!

You're glorifying things.

Does doing that put food on the table?

I know that you built a giant mansion.

Hah, you sure have got some words!

You're exactly right.

Huh?

An overglorified protagonist who sees

their will through to the end

sells really well, actually.

There's a special gimmick, so I'll

explain all sorts of stuff later.

But, I—

John Wingard, 28 years old.

The second son in a family of Mages.

Aspired to become a police officer

after losing his mother in

a t*rror1st attack on an airplane.

Because you didn't want any person to end

up with the same sadness as yourself.

It's nothing like that.

I simply wanted revenge—

It's fine. I'm still going to glorify

it into something like that.

If revenge is what you actually

want, then revenge it is.

I originally had no interest

in plays or novels.

I was just tired of seeing

nothing but boring tragedies.

But one day I saw a tragedy called

"Hamlet," and that was something else.

I was overwhelmed.

It ended up being one of

my greatest inspirations.

However

the Hamlet I saw was the

one where old man Ducis

broke the original work into pieces

and rewrote it with his

own interpretation.

Compared to the real thing, what I

saw was truly just a wannabe Hamlet.

But what changed my life

That is something I won't let anyone deny.

Fake or whatever

the passion packed in there

was real. That's all!

The Noble Phantasms I create are fake

but the passion your boss

has is the real thing.

If you believe him through to the end,

you should be able to overturn

as many of those real legends

as you need to.

Come in.

Chief, there's something

urgent I need to report.

I'm innocent!

Sit still!

We're in, Mr. Jack!

Infiltration

is his intent, perhaps?

When we found him at the park

the report said a cop and

a woman in a dress

suddenly appeared and disappeared, right?

Yes.

It is likely an ability of the Servant.

He should be off duty today.

I will gather nearby Clan

Calatin members immediately.

Right.

Also

who the hell are you?

I thought we had a ceasefire.

I don't trust you.

Where do your beliefs lie?

I don't believe in anything.

Not in my client

not in Magecraft, not in myself.

You don't have a god that

you send your prayers to?

I

have yet to receive a god's favor.

The people who raised me

dragged fetuses out of mothers'

wombs to experiment on them.

For the sole purpose of creating

spellcasters that k*ll people.

They said

those who commanded our country were gods.

But they were annihilated. So

I don't have a grasp of

what this god thing is.

I see.

Sorry.

I have made you confront

such harsh memories.

You are different from the other Mages.

Your eyes truly look like they

don't believe in anything.

That is likely because you have yet to

discover what is worth believing in.

I have no right to speak

of faith at present.

However

I hope that someday

when it is created within you,

your faith will be of good nature.

I'm surprised, my boy!

It looks like you're quite

the charming swindler.

What's wrong?

It can't be love at first sight, can it?

No.

This is the first time someone has wanted

something from me outside

of Francesca's begging.

What is the meaning of this?

Can I take this as a form

of workplace harassment?

You say things that the real

Vera might actually say.

You still doubt me?

The real Vera

is currently headed to

the monitoring room.

I was able to read it just now.

An IC chip in the neck.

Something that complicated

cannot be copied instantly.

A machine, huh?

Indeed, something like that

I wouldn't be able to figure out.

Play Ball.

You tamed the Demonic Beasts?

Game Set.

You took over the police station's system?

Please stand down from

your attack posture

Police Chief Orlando Reeve.

It seems you have gained

the upper hand here.

Oh, I'm glad you understand.

You show just a part of your powers

to make the negotiations

advantageous to you.

This is just like what the mafia does.

Oh, no. All of the bounded fields

were connected to you, Mr. Chief

so I was trying to have

him check things out

but I didn't think we'd get caught.

I'm sorry to have surprised you!

Hah.

To think there'd be a Mage like you

So, what do you want?

There's no way you're here

to make an alliance, are you?

We came here

to file a report!

Oh, you mean the fire in

the industrial district.

Don't worry. There haven't been any

injured people brought over here.

Huh? Tsubaki?

On her right hand

Thank you.

You take care of yourself,

too, Big Sister.

Goodbye, now.

You're saying that her Heroic Spirit

is the source of the curse that is

falling upon Snowfield right now?

Yes.

However, as we don't know the

Heroic Spirit's identity,

we can't recklessly attack them.

On top of that, the location

is not suitable for that.

I will use the pretext of an accident

and have the people inside

the hospital evacuate.

Um

We can also use large-scale Magecraft

to blow up the entire hospital.

Those in the government wouldn't

hesitate to use that tactic.

However, I have shackled our position

as representatives of justice

with my subordinates

through a pact.

Before I deem sacrificing this girl

to be the most justified move

I'd like to check off

all possibilities and be

absolutely positive it is our only option.

That's good!

I'm very relieved!

Of what?

If you guys had agreed with

my suggestion from the get-go,

I thought I wouldn't be able

to join forces with you!

You tested me?

I'm sorry!

However

I will say that if damage

spreads any further,

I will point my g*n at her.

Yes! You've proven yourself

by telling me head-on,

so I can feel assured in introducing you!

I did a 27-step encryption on my end,

and they've placed measures

on their end, as well.

So, I don't think anyone

will eavesdrop on us.

Who are you?

"Waver Velvet."

I'm just a third-rate Mage

who once participated

in the Holy Grail w*r of Fuyuki.

I'd like to confirm the combative

forces of each faction.

In terms of sheer magnitude,

the Police Chief and Dumas duo

should be the greatest

as they can move ordinary

police officers, as well.

What about the clan led by Tiné Chelc?

Fifty-six foot soldiers are

active within the city.

but that's outside of

Watcher's observation range.

Though, the number of actual

forces is probably 46.

The others are either spies

from other syndicates

or are being swayed by their propositions.

I see. It looks like they're

having a hard time.

Hold on a second.

They're going to start a secret operation

at the Central Hospital tonight.

Lord El-Melloi II.

He's a greater armchair

detective than rumors say.

I know, right?

Regardless

I'm relieved both of you

are really good people!

We already had ascertained the

situation about Tsubaki Kuruoka.

Her parents were natural born Mages,

and they used their daughter

as a subject for Magecraft experiments.

It seems the objective

of their alliance

is to rescue the Master in the

hospital from her Servant.

Is she c*ptive?

No. That Master is a

comatose a sleeping girl.

Oh, but

That expression may perhaps

be a suitable phrase.

The parents raised their

daughter very, very preciously.

As if putting their favorite

bird inside a birdcage.

You could say her current self

has been set free.

For the first time in her life

she was able to go to the

outside world that she admired.

However, the possibility of

the operation failing is high.

Why's that?

I told you, there are moles everywhere.

What you'd call "corrupted cops."

surely doesn't think that

one of the Clan Calatin

is a henchman for the Scladio Family

of all things.

Is that girl going to be m*rder*d?

You don't like it?

Perhaps so.

My boy, can you actually be hesitating?

Francesca told me to do as I like. But

doing as I like

I don't understand it too much.

I'll say this just in case

but if you value your life,

don't head over there.

I figured out where that vampire is.

I want to talk to you directly.

Is that all right

Assassin?

There's one person

I'd like you to get rid of and stage

it like an accident or natural death.

If thou proceed, thou cannot turn back.

Know if thy conviction

degrades into a fake,

the curse in its entirety

will fall back upon thee

I would sacrifice all of Magecraft

for the United States.

If it is for this nation

I wouldn't even hesitate to k*ll citizens.

I see.

Mr. Police Chief wants to use the

Holy Church to his advantage.

Depending on how the operation pans out,

we want you to take care

of one Master. That's all.

By the way, you are?

You don't look like a police officer.

Nice to meet you!

My name is Flat!

I'm the Master for Berserker!

I'm counting on you as the

Overseer of the Holy Grail w*r!

Oh?

We finally have a Master who

acknowledges me as Overseer?

I'm Hansa Cervantes.

Um, I'll apologize if this is rude

but Mr. Hansa, is about 70 percent

of your body made of machines?

You can tell?

Yes. It was something I

couldn't understand at first.

Oh, that's amazing! I've

never met a cyborg before!

Can you launch rocket punches and stuff?

Maybe even a drill?

My fist doesn't detach, but

my arm extends three meters.

And a drill? That's a secret.

I'm so touched!

If you don't mind a Mage from the

Clock Tower, can I shake your hand?

You've got some good taste.

If you get bored of Magecraft, you

should convert over to the Holy Church.

Father Hansa is revealing

his hand to a Mage.

Is that okay?

We can't do anything about it.

Hansa is like a kid inside.

At the time of the operation's start

we will use Magecraft to put the

people inside the hospital to sleep

so we may hurry inside.

a Master. Nothing else.

Please make sure to not

cause injury to civilians.

Nothing less from a survivor

of the Holy Grail w*r.

Both Lord El-Melloi II

and his student

I'm glad we settled things well.

We must be grateful to the police chief.

The theories of Tsubaki Kuruoka's

Heroic Spirit your mentor spoke of

and the plan he came up with

were both quite marvelous.

Nobody in the Clock Tower

can win against Professor in

negotiations without Magecraft!

Why are you trying to save that child?

It's the obvious thing to do.

That's not true.

Indeed, you have a looseness about

you that's unfitting for a Mage.

However,

it's all too reckless to expose yourself

to someone who is normally your enemy

for someone else's sake.

It's a simple story.

I just thought if the Professor were

in my shoes, he would save her.

Before I am a Mage of the Escardos Family,

I'm Flat of the El-Melloi Class.

To abandon that child here is betraying

Professor and all of my peers.

I am scared of doing that just as

much as losing my purpose as a Mage.

I see.

If you say you're scared,

I am forced to understand.

And Mr. Jack, why don't you oppose?

Hmm?

In order to survive the Holy Grail w*r,

we don't have to reach out

and save a girl, right?

It's simple.

I was merely influenced by

you and your mentor, as well.

Then, that makes you a student

of the El-Melloi Class, too!

You harbor within you a great divergence

from the world that you

yourself aren't aware of.

I was terrified of that, as well.

Humans all live with a sense of divergence

from this world somewhere

within themselves.

But upon speaking with your

mentor, I felt relief.

Right. Professor is—

Not for the fact that he is your mentor.

It was because you felt

a sense of reverence

for how the said mentor lives his life.

As long as you have that spirit

you will always

be able to overcome the

divergence within yourself.

Something is coming!

What is that?