01x02 - The Holy Iron Chain Knights
Posted: 07/25/23 14:50
Farnese: We finally found you, Black Swordsman!
Knights: Hey, look.
Knights: Is that a sword?
Knights: No way...
Knights: How could anyone wield that?
F: This man is
the Hawk of Darkness.
F: We are the Holy See's Holy Iron Chain Knights.
F: We have made haste, by order of the Miracle Certification Bureau,
to take you to the Holy See.
F: You will not be harmed if you lay down your sword and surrender.
F: If not, we swear upon God that you will be captured!
G: I don't recall doing anything that'd make a priest arrest me.
F: How callous...
F: What is all that blood from?
F: While tracking you,
F: we saw the bodies of a monk, his daughter, and countless others.
P: Guts...
F: The time for talk is over!
F: This is God's will!
F: Troops, capture the Black Swordsman!
P: This doesn't look good...
P: What are you gonna do?
Title: The Holy Iron Chain Knights
G: Listen, I'll create an opening.
G: When I do, race through the forest.
Casca: But...
G: Don't get me wrong!
G: Do you really want to die like this, in the middle of nowhere?
G: A good blade should rest in a scabbard.
G: You should return to the master of your sword!
Knight: What's his deal?
Knight: He can't use his sword at all.
P: Guts!
G: I can't get a good grip.
Knights: Great!
Knights: Have at him!
Knights: Idiot, don't k*ll him!
Knights: H-He's fast...
Knights: Stop, you'll k*ll him.
Knights: His false hand! Watch that hand!
Knights: Calm down! Don't get worked up!
Knights: Surround him! Don't let him move around!
Knights: We'll just hit each other...
Azan: No!
F: Idiots! We can't k*ll him!
Azan: The whole lot of you is pathetic...
Azan: How can a single fugitive have you in such disarray?
Serpico: You can't blame them.
Serpico: The Holy Iron Chain Knights, also known as the "Spoiled Brat Knights,"
Serpico: are full of pampered heirs their noble families wanted safe.
Serpico: They're here for the prestige and safety the order affords.
Serpico: Most have never fought in a real battle.
Azan: Thank you for the lecture.
Azan: So, why are you here, Sir Serpico?
Serpico: Oh, come now...
Serpico: I'm sure you know.
Serpico: I became an officer of arms because I hate the sight of blood—
F: Good... Now! Secure him!
Serpico: Oh, crap.
F: This is the Black Swordsman...
F: His malice is unmistakable.
F: He is the one written of in Revelations.
Azan: Lady Farnese...
Azan: As Serpico stated,
Azan: given our troops' combat inexperience, we face mounting casualties
Azan: if we seek to overwhelm him with numbers.
Azan: I ask that you allow me, Azan, to undertake this task!
Azan: Back, back!
Azan: Back, I say!
Knight: Vice-commander...
Knight: Sir Azan!
Azan: I am Azan, Second-in-Command of the Holy Iron Chain Knights!
P: Wow, we'll never run out of surprises around here.
G: Iron Staff Demon Azan?
G: I've heard of you.
G: I believe you're also called the Knight of the Bridge.
Azan: Oh?
P: You know this guy, Guts?
Guts: The story goes that an injured old man was standing on a narrow bridge.
Guts: The Knight of the Bridge was a curious guy,
Guts: who refused to let an army of a hundred mounted men pass
Guts: because he was protecting that guy.
Azan: That was a long time ago.
G: People laughed and said he could've ended it by carrying the old man to the other side.
Azan: A knight has a duty to uphold his code of chivalry!
Azan: My circumstances led to being a cleric knight.
Azan: In any event, I have named myself.
Azan: If you are a knight, courtesy demands you reciprocate!
G: I'm no knight...
G: I'm Guts.
G: Just "Guts," old man.
Azan: Very well, Guts...
Azan: Prepare yourself!
Serpico: He's so old-fashioned.
Azan: Prepare to break at least one or two bones!
Guts: One or two bones, eh?
Guts: I can't keep dodging with this gimpy leg.
Guts: And the old man isn't just an idiot who relies on brute strength.
Azan: You nimble trickster!
Azan: Summer Showers Thrust!
Knights: Vice-commander Azan!
Azan: I would commend you.
Azan: But given your lack of offense, your execution lacks finesse.
Azan: Your swordsmanship affirmed its battle-testing.
Azan: I'll admit it thrilled me, hearkening to my own past.
Azan: I must apply myself to the order with greater diligence,
to mend my foolish ways.
G: sh*t...
G: I can barely feel my limbs anymore.
G: What should I do?
Azan: A frontal att*ck?
Azan: Commendable resolve!
Azan: What?
Azan: I was careless!
Knights: Lady Farnese!
F: I was the one who put him down?
Knights: Well done, Lady Farnese.
Knights: You really are our Lady Commander!
Knights: Hey, you! Get up!
Knights: Wait, is he dead?
Knights: He's unconscious. He seems to be asleep.
Knights: Oh, Tonio!
Knights: He was a good man...
Azsan: Lady Farnese, please order a retreat.
Azsan: Lady Farnese, was this the first blood you've drawn?
Azsan: As one who wields a sword, you mustn't fear it.
Azsan: But always remember the weight of a life taken,
Azsan: so long as you have men under your command.
Knights: What's this?
F: Very well!
F: All troops, retreat!
Griffith: Hey, are you alive?
G: Yeah, somehow.
Griffith: Well, you're a hard one to k*ll.
Griffith: Here.
Griffith: Good work.
Griffith: On the b*ttlefield, a common soldier's life is worth less than a single silver coin.
Griffith: In this day and age, most people are
Default - flashback: ,abused by royalty and the nobility.
Griffith: Well, not that even kings can live as they please.
Griffith: Everyone is merely swept along by the tide.
Griffith: The tide known as fate.
Griffith: And their lives spent,
Griffith: they vanish into its depths.
Griffith: They die before learning who they truly are.
Griffith: Some, regardless of rank or station, are born as key individuals,
Griffith: who will shape this world.
Griffith: They are the true privileged class.
Griffith: I want to know who I am in this world.
Griffith: What I am capable of,
Griffith: and what I am meant to do.
Griffith: How strange.
Griffith: I've never spoken to anyone about this before.
G: At that moment,
G: the man appeared to me as something beautiful, noble, and absolute.
Knights: We have brought the Black Swordsman.
F: Enter.
Knights: Yes, my lady.
F: Well done.
F: After you bind him to the post, you are free to go.
Knights: But that would—
F: No need for concern.
F: With those gigantic shackles, what harm could he possibly do?
Knights: We shall inform the vice-commander, then.
F: That won't be necessary.
Knights: But...
F: Further, instruct the guards to leave this tent until I order otherwise.
Knights: But if something should happen...
Knights: We should inform the vice-commander.
F: What is your name and rank?
F: You dare say you cannot follow my order
unless the vice-commander tells you to?!
F: Tell me, who is the Supreme Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?
Knights: Yes, my lady! It is you, Commander Farnese!
Knights: I deeply regret speaking out of turn!
F: As long as you bear this in mind. Leave.
Knights: Yes, my lady!
F: Black Swordsman...
F: Or should I say... Guts, was it?
F: Before we deliver you to the Holy See,
F: it falls to me, as one of the grand tribunal's junior members,
F: to ask you a few simple questions.
F: Why do you laugh, cur?!
G: Oh, I was just thinking that I have the worst luck
G: with God and things of that ilk.
F: Blasphemy. I shan't allow you to blaspheme a second time.
F: The Band of the Hawk.
F: A band of mercenaries, hired by Midland.
F: The Band of the Hawk.
F: An elite m*llitary force that won countless victories,
F: their m*llitary prowess was said to be peerless.
F: But they plotted treason against the royal family, becoming wanted fugitives.
F: However, the entire company vanished into thin air overnight.
F: No one heard, even in rumors, that the bounty was claimed.
F: Did someone obliterate them?
F: All we know is that there are very few survivors.
F: Th-The leader of the Band of the Hawk was Griffith.
F: After he went missing,
F: it's said a woman replaced him as their leader.
F: It's also said that the captain of their raiders
F: wielded a massive sword and could slay a hundred men with ease.
F: You seem to match his description.
F: And if I recall, his name was...
F: Also...
F: A questionable item,
one that would conceivably be in a heretic's possession...
Griffith: Nice, isn't it?
F: If this is a heathen idol,
F: you will be tried as a heretic.
F: If you do not wish to endure that, you should confess everything now.
F: Is that not preferable to
F: being interrogated under t*rture, then b*rned at the stake?
F: Answer me, cur!
G: Do you believe in God and the devil?
F: What's your point?
F: Are you trying to blaspheme yet again?
G: Have you ever met God?
F: God does not show us His miraculous existence on this Earth so easily.
F: Through our faith, God is always with us.
F: In our souls and up in Heaven.
F: Wh-Why do you laugh?
G: What a picture-perfect response.
G: Did you learn that in a convent?
G: On a b*ttlefield, a nobleman said the exact same thing,
G: burning a city to the ground, with its women and children.
G: I'm not talking about some shitty, useless god
G: who's just an empty decoration.
G: A confession would be a waste of time.
G: I have no intention of repenting,
G: and I don't think you'll learn anything, even if I told you.
G: Just go say a prayer for me in some moldy temple, will you?
F: You cur!
P: You just had to say that?
F: Cur,
F: how dare you blaspheme in front of me,
Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?
F: I was prepared to show mercy,
F: in consideration of your injuries, but no longer!
F: I shall make you talk,
F: even if it means flaying the skin from your body!
F: I swear this by my faith!
G: You're trying way too hard, aren't you?
G: Be it God or your rank,
whatever weight you're trying to throw around won't earn loyalty.
G: Not like that Knight of the Bridge commands.
G: If you ask me,
G: you're just like that idol you worship, all empty inside.
F: You...
F: You!
F: How dare you?!
Azan: Lady Farnese!
Azan: Excuse me... Just what is going on?
Azan: Lady Farnese, what is the meaning of this?
F: Why all this commotion?
F: I am simply questioning him,
before we deliver him to the Holy See.
Azan: However, this is...
F: I am finished.
F: Return him to his cell.
F: You are dismissed, as well.
Azan: Lady Farnese...
F: Did you not hear me?
F: I said, you are dismissed!
Azan: As you wish.
F: Do not unshackle him.
F: Tend his wounds, and leave him in the cell.
Azan: Take him!
Knights: Yes, sir!
Serpico: Don't be so rough on our commander, please.
Serpico: She may not look it, but she can be quite charming.
G: I can't afford to be wasting time here.
G: sh*t.
G: I don't have time to be playing nice with these lunatics.
G: Casca...
G: And...
It's nearly time.
G: sh*t...
G: Unarmed and imprisoned,
G: not to mention not in the best shape.
G: What to do?
P: Hup!
G: I guess I had this guy.
P: I'm here to save you, Guts.
P: See, you can escape with this key.
G: Why are you here?
P: Elves have a strong sense of responsibility.
P: What're you gonna do?
G: I'm getting my stuff back.
G: It's everything I have, after all.
P: But your weapons are in that woman's tent.
G: That's perfect.
G: Depending how it goes, we'll take her hostage.
P: What?
G: I don't give a rat's ass if I end up having to k*ll the lot of them.
G: There's someone I need to find, no matter what.
G: I don't give a damn what happens to those who try to stop me.
P: What's going on?
F: Oh, God... Please guide me.
F: You!
P: Oh, man...
G: Charming, huh?
P: You were hurt pretty bad.
P: You can't swing it around this soon. You'll reopen the wound.
G: Guess I'm still at half strength.
Knights: Lady Farnese, we have an emergency.
Knights: The Black Swordsman has...
Knights: You—
P: That's brutal.
G: Guess I'll have to ask her along, after all.
A fire!
Knights: The Black Swordsman has escaped!
Knights: Stop it from spreading to the other tents!
Azan: Lady Farnese!
Azan: You...
Azan: How did you...
G: Step aside, old man.
Azan: You think you can escape with those injuries?
G: Yeah, I do.
G: The practice of burning people to death isn't limited to clerics, is it?
G: Well?
G: I'll burn her ass.
Azan: Taking a woman hostage... You coward!
Azan: You leave us no choice.
Azan: Fall back, everyone.
G: Sorry.
P: What have you done?
G: Don't worry.
Azan: Hurry!
Azan: Gather the horses!
Azan: This is my biggest folly yet.
Azan: We cannot let him escape!
Azan: Who's that?
P: You're unbelievable.
P: Who do you think you have to thank for being able to run this far?
G: The horse.
P: Then apologize to the horse.
G: Sorry, horse.
P: As long as you remember that.
G: Hey.
G: How the tables have turned, eh?
G: Quit struggling...
G: With your hands tied, if you fall on these rocks, you'll die!
P: Don't worry.
P: We won't eat you or anything.
P: Oh, I'm Puck.
F: Let me go, cur!
F: How dare you treat the Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights this way—
G: Shut up.
P: Oh, hey!
G: Keep this up, and I'll just knock you out again.
G: Sorry, you'll have to come along for now.
G: And there's something I want to ask you.
F: This is humiliating!
F: How could a heretic do this to me?
F: Let me down!
F: I'd rather fall and die than listen to you!
F: No!
G: Just calm down a bit, will you?
P: Jeez, isn't he capable of love for his fellow man?
G: Nope.
P: Sorry, miss.
F: How dare you? Don't mock me!
G: What are you doing?
P: She isn't looking.
G: Huh?
P: She isn't trying to see me.
P: She can't...
P: She can't see elves.
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Knights: Hey, look.
Knights: Is that a sword?
Knights: No way...
Knights: How could anyone wield that?
F: This man is
the Hawk of Darkness.
F: We are the Holy See's Holy Iron Chain Knights.
F: We have made haste, by order of the Miracle Certification Bureau,
to take you to the Holy See.
F: You will not be harmed if you lay down your sword and surrender.
F: If not, we swear upon God that you will be captured!
G: I don't recall doing anything that'd make a priest arrest me.
F: How callous...
F: What is all that blood from?
F: While tracking you,
F: we saw the bodies of a monk, his daughter, and countless others.
P: Guts...
F: The time for talk is over!
F: This is God's will!
F: Troops, capture the Black Swordsman!
P: This doesn't look good...
P: What are you gonna do?
Title: The Holy Iron Chain Knights
G: Listen, I'll create an opening.
G: When I do, race through the forest.
Casca: But...
G: Don't get me wrong!
G: Do you really want to die like this, in the middle of nowhere?
G: A good blade should rest in a scabbard.
G: You should return to the master of your sword!
Knight: What's his deal?
Knight: He can't use his sword at all.
P: Guts!
G: I can't get a good grip.
Knights: Great!
Knights: Have at him!
Knights: Idiot, don't k*ll him!
Knights: H-He's fast...
Knights: Stop, you'll k*ll him.
Knights: His false hand! Watch that hand!
Knights: Calm down! Don't get worked up!
Knights: Surround him! Don't let him move around!
Knights: We'll just hit each other...
Azan: No!
F: Idiots! We can't k*ll him!
Azan: The whole lot of you is pathetic...
Azan: How can a single fugitive have you in such disarray?
Serpico: You can't blame them.
Serpico: The Holy Iron Chain Knights, also known as the "Spoiled Brat Knights,"
Serpico: are full of pampered heirs their noble families wanted safe.
Serpico: They're here for the prestige and safety the order affords.
Serpico: Most have never fought in a real battle.
Azan: Thank you for the lecture.
Azan: So, why are you here, Sir Serpico?
Serpico: Oh, come now...
Serpico: I'm sure you know.
Serpico: I became an officer of arms because I hate the sight of blood—
F: Good... Now! Secure him!
Serpico: Oh, crap.
F: This is the Black Swordsman...
F: His malice is unmistakable.
F: He is the one written of in Revelations.
Azan: Lady Farnese...
Azan: As Serpico stated,
Azan: given our troops' combat inexperience, we face mounting casualties
Azan: if we seek to overwhelm him with numbers.
Azan: I ask that you allow me, Azan, to undertake this task!
Azan: Back, back!
Azan: Back, I say!
Knight: Vice-commander...
Knight: Sir Azan!
Azan: I am Azan, Second-in-Command of the Holy Iron Chain Knights!
P: Wow, we'll never run out of surprises around here.
G: Iron Staff Demon Azan?
G: I've heard of you.
G: I believe you're also called the Knight of the Bridge.
Azan: Oh?
P: You know this guy, Guts?
Guts: The story goes that an injured old man was standing on a narrow bridge.
Guts: The Knight of the Bridge was a curious guy,
Guts: who refused to let an army of a hundred mounted men pass
Guts: because he was protecting that guy.
Azan: That was a long time ago.
G: People laughed and said he could've ended it by carrying the old man to the other side.
Azan: A knight has a duty to uphold his code of chivalry!
Azan: My circumstances led to being a cleric knight.
Azan: In any event, I have named myself.
Azan: If you are a knight, courtesy demands you reciprocate!
G: I'm no knight...
G: I'm Guts.
G: Just "Guts," old man.
Azan: Very well, Guts...
Azan: Prepare yourself!
Serpico: He's so old-fashioned.
Azan: Prepare to break at least one or two bones!
Guts: One or two bones, eh?
Guts: I can't keep dodging with this gimpy leg.
Guts: And the old man isn't just an idiot who relies on brute strength.
Azan: You nimble trickster!
Azan: Summer Showers Thrust!
Knights: Vice-commander Azan!
Azan: I would commend you.
Azan: But given your lack of offense, your execution lacks finesse.
Azan: Your swordsmanship affirmed its battle-testing.
Azan: I'll admit it thrilled me, hearkening to my own past.
Azan: I must apply myself to the order with greater diligence,
to mend my foolish ways.
G: sh*t...
G: I can barely feel my limbs anymore.
G: What should I do?
Azan: A frontal att*ck?
Azan: Commendable resolve!
Azan: What?
Azan: I was careless!
Knights: Lady Farnese!
F: I was the one who put him down?
Knights: Well done, Lady Farnese.
Knights: You really are our Lady Commander!
Knights: Hey, you! Get up!
Knights: Wait, is he dead?
Knights: He's unconscious. He seems to be asleep.
Knights: Oh, Tonio!
Knights: He was a good man...
Azsan: Lady Farnese, please order a retreat.
Azsan: Lady Farnese, was this the first blood you've drawn?
Azsan: As one who wields a sword, you mustn't fear it.
Azsan: But always remember the weight of a life taken,
Azsan: so long as you have men under your command.
Knights: What's this?
F: Very well!
F: All troops, retreat!
Griffith: Hey, are you alive?
G: Yeah, somehow.
Griffith: Well, you're a hard one to k*ll.
Griffith: Here.
Griffith: Good work.
Griffith: On the b*ttlefield, a common soldier's life is worth less than a single silver coin.
Griffith: In this day and age, most people are
Default - flashback: ,abused by royalty and the nobility.
Griffith: Well, not that even kings can live as they please.
Griffith: Everyone is merely swept along by the tide.
Griffith: The tide known as fate.
Griffith: And their lives spent,
Griffith: they vanish into its depths.
Griffith: They die before learning who they truly are.
Griffith: Some, regardless of rank or station, are born as key individuals,
Griffith: who will shape this world.
Griffith: They are the true privileged class.
Griffith: I want to know who I am in this world.
Griffith: What I am capable of,
Griffith: and what I am meant to do.
Griffith: How strange.
Griffith: I've never spoken to anyone about this before.
G: At that moment,
G: the man appeared to me as something beautiful, noble, and absolute.
Knights: We have brought the Black Swordsman.
F: Enter.
Knights: Yes, my lady.
F: Well done.
F: After you bind him to the post, you are free to go.
Knights: But that would—
F: No need for concern.
F: With those gigantic shackles, what harm could he possibly do?
Knights: We shall inform the vice-commander, then.
F: That won't be necessary.
Knights: But...
F: Further, instruct the guards to leave this tent until I order otherwise.
Knights: But if something should happen...
Knights: We should inform the vice-commander.
F: What is your name and rank?
F: You dare say you cannot follow my order
unless the vice-commander tells you to?!
F: Tell me, who is the Supreme Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?
Knights: Yes, my lady! It is you, Commander Farnese!
Knights: I deeply regret speaking out of turn!
F: As long as you bear this in mind. Leave.
Knights: Yes, my lady!
F: Black Swordsman...
F: Or should I say... Guts, was it?
F: Before we deliver you to the Holy See,
F: it falls to me, as one of the grand tribunal's junior members,
F: to ask you a few simple questions.
F: Why do you laugh, cur?!
G: Oh, I was just thinking that I have the worst luck
G: with God and things of that ilk.
F: Blasphemy. I shan't allow you to blaspheme a second time.
F: The Band of the Hawk.
F: A band of mercenaries, hired by Midland.
F: The Band of the Hawk.
F: An elite m*llitary force that won countless victories,
F: their m*llitary prowess was said to be peerless.
F: But they plotted treason against the royal family, becoming wanted fugitives.
F: However, the entire company vanished into thin air overnight.
F: No one heard, even in rumors, that the bounty was claimed.
F: Did someone obliterate them?
F: All we know is that there are very few survivors.
F: Th-The leader of the Band of the Hawk was Griffith.
F: After he went missing,
F: it's said a woman replaced him as their leader.
F: It's also said that the captain of their raiders
F: wielded a massive sword and could slay a hundred men with ease.
F: You seem to match his description.
F: And if I recall, his name was...
F: Also...
F: A questionable item,
one that would conceivably be in a heretic's possession...
Griffith: Nice, isn't it?
F: If this is a heathen idol,
F: you will be tried as a heretic.
F: If you do not wish to endure that, you should confess everything now.
F: Is that not preferable to
F: being interrogated under t*rture, then b*rned at the stake?
F: Answer me, cur!
G: Do you believe in God and the devil?
F: What's your point?
F: Are you trying to blaspheme yet again?
G: Have you ever met God?
F: God does not show us His miraculous existence on this Earth so easily.
F: Through our faith, God is always with us.
F: In our souls and up in Heaven.
F: Wh-Why do you laugh?
G: What a picture-perfect response.
G: Did you learn that in a convent?
G: On a b*ttlefield, a nobleman said the exact same thing,
G: burning a city to the ground, with its women and children.
G: I'm not talking about some shitty, useless god
G: who's just an empty decoration.
G: A confession would be a waste of time.
G: I have no intention of repenting,
G: and I don't think you'll learn anything, even if I told you.
G: Just go say a prayer for me in some moldy temple, will you?
F: You cur!
P: You just had to say that?
F: Cur,
F: how dare you blaspheme in front of me,
Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights?
F: I was prepared to show mercy,
F: in consideration of your injuries, but no longer!
F: I shall make you talk,
F: even if it means flaying the skin from your body!
F: I swear this by my faith!
G: You're trying way too hard, aren't you?
G: Be it God or your rank,
whatever weight you're trying to throw around won't earn loyalty.
G: Not like that Knight of the Bridge commands.
G: If you ask me,
G: you're just like that idol you worship, all empty inside.
F: You...
F: You!
F: How dare you?!
Azan: Lady Farnese!
Azan: Excuse me... Just what is going on?
Azan: Lady Farnese, what is the meaning of this?
F: Why all this commotion?
F: I am simply questioning him,
before we deliver him to the Holy See.
Azan: However, this is...
F: I am finished.
F: Return him to his cell.
F: You are dismissed, as well.
Azan: Lady Farnese...
F: Did you not hear me?
F: I said, you are dismissed!
Azan: As you wish.
F: Do not unshackle him.
F: Tend his wounds, and leave him in the cell.
Azan: Take him!
Knights: Yes, sir!
Serpico: Don't be so rough on our commander, please.
Serpico: She may not look it, but she can be quite charming.
G: I can't afford to be wasting time here.
G: sh*t.
G: I don't have time to be playing nice with these lunatics.
G: Casca...
G: And...
It's nearly time.
G: sh*t...
G: Unarmed and imprisoned,
G: not to mention not in the best shape.
G: What to do?
P: Hup!
G: I guess I had this guy.
P: I'm here to save you, Guts.
P: See, you can escape with this key.
G: Why are you here?
P: Elves have a strong sense of responsibility.
P: What're you gonna do?
G: I'm getting my stuff back.
G: It's everything I have, after all.
P: But your weapons are in that woman's tent.
G: That's perfect.
G: Depending how it goes, we'll take her hostage.
P: What?
G: I don't give a rat's ass if I end up having to k*ll the lot of them.
G: There's someone I need to find, no matter what.
G: I don't give a damn what happens to those who try to stop me.
P: What's going on?
F: Oh, God... Please guide me.
F: You!
P: Oh, man...
G: Charming, huh?
P: You were hurt pretty bad.
P: You can't swing it around this soon. You'll reopen the wound.
G: Guess I'm still at half strength.
Knights: Lady Farnese, we have an emergency.
Knights: The Black Swordsman has...
Knights: You—
P: That's brutal.
G: Guess I'll have to ask her along, after all.
A fire!
Knights: The Black Swordsman has escaped!
Knights: Stop it from spreading to the other tents!
Azan: Lady Farnese!
Azan: You...
Azan: How did you...
G: Step aside, old man.
Azan: You think you can escape with those injuries?
G: Yeah, I do.
G: The practice of burning people to death isn't limited to clerics, is it?
G: Well?
G: I'll burn her ass.
Azan: Taking a woman hostage... You coward!
Azan: You leave us no choice.
Azan: Fall back, everyone.
G: Sorry.
P: What have you done?
G: Don't worry.
Azan: Hurry!
Azan: Gather the horses!
Azan: This is my biggest folly yet.
Azan: We cannot let him escape!
Azan: Who's that?
P: You're unbelievable.
P: Who do you think you have to thank for being able to run this far?
G: The horse.
P: Then apologize to the horse.
G: Sorry, horse.
P: As long as you remember that.
G: Hey.
G: How the tables have turned, eh?
G: Quit struggling...
G: With your hands tied, if you fall on these rocks, you'll die!
P: Don't worry.
P: We won't eat you or anything.
P: Oh, I'm Puck.
F: Let me go, cur!
F: How dare you treat the Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights this way—
G: Shut up.
P: Oh, hey!
G: Keep this up, and I'll just knock you out again.
G: Sorry, you'll have to come along for now.
G: And there's something I want to ask you.
F: This is humiliating!
F: How could a heretic do this to me?
F: Let me down!
F: I'd rather fall and die than listen to you!
F: No!
G: Just calm down a bit, will you?
P: Jeez, isn't he capable of love for his fellow man?
G: Nope.
P: Sorry, miss.
F: How dare you? Don't mock me!
G: What are you doing?
P: She isn't looking.
G: Huh?
P: She isn't trying to see me.
P: She can't...
P: She can't see elves.
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