01x04 - Revelations
Posted: 07/25/23 14:52
G: What is this?
G: Stop...
G: Stop!
G: Stop!
G: Not again...
Devil: Da...
Devil: Danger...
G: You...
G: What the hell?
Devil: Danger...
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: There will be a pillar of fire
Devil: where blind sheep gather
Devil: on holy ground.
Devil: The hour of Heaven's fall...
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: Go now...
G: Danger?
G: Wait, has something happened to Casca?
Epiphany
P: Snow, snow, flurry, flurry,
P: spirits of winter!
P: Drifting from the sky, spirits of winter!
P: Dancing as they fall, like puffs of down!
P: Try to catch them... How mysterious—
P: Spirits of winter...
Erica: Yay!
Erica: I caught something amazing!
Erica: Rickert!
Erica: I found a goblin—
G: Hey.
G: You've grown a bit, huh?
E: Rickert!
R: Welcome back, Erica.
R: Good work.
G: You've bulked up a bit.
G: I almost didn't recognize you.
R: Guts, you're alive?!
R: It's been two years!
R: Where and what were you—
G: Sorry, Rickert, but first,
G: is she...
G: Is Casca okay?
G: What's wrong?
R: Casca's...
R: Casca's gone.
G: Wh-What happened, Rickert?
E: Guts!
G: Why? Since when?
G: Where'd she go?!
E: It's all my fault!
E: It's my fault!
E: Because I took her with me to find nuts!
R: It happened about a month ago.
R: We had no choice.
R: After so long in the mine shafts, Casca was in pretty bad shape.
R: She was barely eating.
R: Erica felt sorry for her, so...
E: Before I realized anything was wrong, she was gone...
G: Rickert,
G: then why are you still here?
G: Why aren't you out looking for Casca?!
G: You know what state she's in!
E: You idiot!
E: Idiot, idiot, idiot!
E: What's with you?
E: You're the one who abandoned her and were gone for two years!
E: You have no idea what Rickert went through!
E: He did go look for her a million times...
E: He could've just left.
E: But Rickert...
E: He came back.
E: He still came back here...
R: There's a reason I can't go.
Godo: Shut up...
Godo: I can't sleep.
G: Godo...
G: Is it a disease?
Godo: Nothing so fancy.
Godo: It's old age. Just old age.
Godo: I don't feel like listening to your prattle.
Godo: Show me your sword and false hand.
Godo: Chips in the edge, blood, rust, warp...
Godo: Looks like you've been swinging this nonstop,
barely stopping for food or rest.
Godo: To survive, you can't afford sanity.
Godo: That's the kind of fighting you've been doing?
Godo: Two years ago,
Godo: when Rickert showed up at my door, all of you grievously injured...
Godo: I still don't know what happened to you.
Godo: Given the monster that came after you,
Godo: I'm sure it was something abhorrent.
Godo: But vengeance and repaying blood debts?
Godo: Don't you think you're running away to battle?
Godo: To your hatred?
Godo: Hatred is where you turn when you can't face your grief.
Godo: Vengeance is like sharpening a blood-stained,
rusty sword in a pool of blood.
Godo: The more you sharpen it, the more rust builds up, so you sharpen it again.
Godo: Ultimately, all that remains is a shattered pile of powdered rust.
G: You don't understand.
G: You can't understand.
G: Not here, where it's nice and cozy.
G: Not when you're about to kick the bucket,
acting like you have no unfinished business.
G: No one,
G: no human being,
G: can understand what happened.
G: They all d*ed.
G: Every single one of them.
G: Without reason.
G: Without warning...
G: Without justice.
G: They d*ed like vermin!
G: They d*ed ignorant...
G: In that instant,
G: those who were irreplaceable to me...
Godo: To leave by yourself,
Godo: you cast aside those irreplaceable people.
Godo: Two years ago,
Godo: you went alone, leaving the remaining irreplaceable people,
Godo: broken after unimaginable suffering.
Godo: You fled to be alone,
Godo: to use your personal hatred to burn your very self.
Godo: Am I wrong?
Godo: You abandoned that girl.
Godo: Do you have the right to speak of vengeance for your fallen?
Godo: When it really matters,
Godo: you lean on w*r for your actions.
Godo: You're an unsheathed sword, whose blade has countless nicks.
Godo: It glistens with blood, encroached by rust.
Godo: A half-broken blade, with a lethal cr*ck...
Erica: Hurry!
Erica: This way!
Erica: See? Over there!
G: What are they?
Graves.
Erica: It just gives me peace of mind.
R: I forge the swords to serve as their grave markers.
R: It isn't as if anyone actually rests under them.
R: There aren't nearly enough for all of them,
R: but we often did this on the b*ttlefield, right?
G: Two years...
G: More than enough time for someone to change.
G: While I remained mired in hatred,
G: Rickert did this.
G: He accepted their deaths.
G: He mourned and found a new way of life.
G: It's just like him, this vigorous strength.
G: I know I'm safe here,
G: but without my sword, I can't sleep in the dark.
G: No...
G: I probably can't ever sleep at night for the rest of my life.
Godo: You fled to be alone,
Default - flashback: ,to use your personal hatred to burn your very self.
G: I didn't run away...
G: I can't get away!
G: It's b*rned into my right eye,
G: that final terror and hatred.
G: I can never atone for this pitch black flame!
G: If I can't atone, and I can't run from it,
G: I must let it burn me.
G: I must let it engulf my enemies.
Beast: Keep bathing in blood,
Beast: k*lling,
Beast: and thirsting.
Beast: Forever alone.
Beast: Forever...
G: That's right.
G: I...
G: I left her in that state.
G: What right do I have now?
G: I abandoned Casca, who was the Band of the Hawk itself.
G: I have no right to speak of vengeance for the fallen.
Corkus: You were captain of the raiding party, weren't you?
Corkus: You said something about dreams or whatever,
Corkus: but you left for selfish reasons, didn't you?
Corkus: You weren't there in our hour of greatest need.
Corkus: How can I call someone like that a brother-in-arms?
Judeau: You've left us, haven't you?
Judeau: You have no obligation to go that far for us.
Judeau: Take her with you, even if by force.
Judeau: This time, you have to.
Judeau: If you don't, she'll...
C: You'll fight your own w*r, won't you?
C: You have to go.
C: You have to go, even if you go alone.
G: That's right.
G: I left long ago.
G: At that moment, I lost the right...
G: I guess I started that w*r.
G: It's true that it wasn't what I wanted.
G: But at least it wasn't anything that was forced on me.
G: It's a w*r I chose to take on myself.
G: But...
G: Even still...
G: Those camp fires back then...
G: They continue burning in my heart.
G: That's right.
G: Is this fragile, residual fire
G: the only thing keeping that black flame from engulfing me?
G: Man...
G: Have I made
the same mistake again?
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: Go now...
G: No, not yet.
G: It's not too late, yet.
G: This time for sure...
G: I can't lose her ever again!
P: You're working hard!
Rickert: H-Hey...
Rickert: I thought you were asleep.
P: Well, yeah, but I'll just get eaten if I stay asleep.
Rickert: Oh.
P: Okay, I'll help, too!
P: As a power-up, let's add a drill and a cutter on his false hand!
Rickert: Well, that's...
Godo: Not a shoemaker's elf, but a blacksmith's, I see.
Rickert: Master, why are you dressed like that?!
Godo: There's something I have to do.
Rickert: D-Don't be reckless! I'll do it—
Godo: Shut up!
Godo: Take care of Erica for me.
Rickert: Master...
Godo: She isn't my real daughter.
Godo: She was an orphan, who lost her family in the w*r.
Godo: I only knew how to deal with iron.
Godo: But she made me into a pretty decent human being.
Godo: But you know...
Godo: When you die,
Godo: it's good to plunge into it alone.
Rickert: Master...
Godo: Tell that idiot not to turn into me.
Rickert: How's the new armor?
Rickert: The master readied it for you.
Rickert: Also, there's a new w*apon that uses gunpowder.
Rickert: And a new, improved bowgun that doesn't require assembly
Rickert: when you need it in a pinch.
Rickert: Where are you off to now?
G: Have you heard of anywhere nearby known as "holy ground"?
Rickert: Holy ground, huh...
Rickert: Now that I think of it, an old monastery
Rickert: named St. Albion is three days northeast of here.
Rickert: It's called the Tower of Conviction.
G: The Tower of Conviction...
Rickert: It's full of refugees.
Rickert: Supposedly, heretics hid among them.
Rickert: So now, the Holy See is sending a grand inquisitor.
Rickert: Basically, there'll be a witch trial...
Rickert: But why are you asking?
Rickert: Guts!
Rickert: I think the possibility that Casca's there is low.
G: I have my reasons.
G: I'm grasping at straws,
G: but I have to trust my instincts.
G: Later.
P: I don't really get what's going on.
P: But I wonder what Casca's like.
R: Guts!
R: I'm counting on you to help Casca!
R: Promise me you'll come back.
G: Godo, you're a good smith!
G: I'll ask for help again when I return.
Godo: You and your big mouth, idiot.
Erica: Dad, you have to stay in bed!
Godo: I don't think we'll see each other again.
Godo: It's better than getting all weepy, for sure.
Godo: But when you're running toward a goal like that,
Godo: you'll let something pass by, unnoticed, again.
Godo: Whether you live or die, you never get your way.
Ser: It's like a mass migration.
Azan: Disease and famine.
Azan: And now, Kushan's massive invasion...
Azan: In its time of weakness after the king's death,
Azan: Windham, the capital, was att*cked and occupied.
Azan: Most of the retainers are missing, including the royal heir,
Azan: Her Highness Charlotte.
Ser: When it rains, it pours...
Azan: Show some respect.
Ser: But if that's true, our destination, St. Albion,
Ser: is near the Midland border,
Ser: despite being within Holy See jurisdiction.
Ser: Kushans are considered our foes by religion, aren't they?
Ser: Is this the right time for an inquisition?
F: If anything were amiss, the Holy See would send new orders to us.
F: Until then, we only need carry out the one we were given.
ASer: Yes, my lady.
Ser: Lady Farnese is in a worse mood than usual.
Ser: Is something wrong?
F: I-It's nothing!
F: Don't think about it.
F: It couldn't have been real!
F: I couldn't possibly do that.
F: It must have been a hallucination, a nightmare.
F: Right now, focus on escorting the grand inquisitor!
F: Even if God never graces me with a miracle,
F: I need but pursue my faith!
Demon: God is too far removed from the likes of you.
F: No!
F: I...
Ser: Is it just a bad mood?
Ser: Those monsters...
Ser: I didn't imagine them.
Ser: It pains me to say it,
Ser: but the Black Swordsman is too heavy a burden for Lady Farnese.
Ser: Not only was she relieved of her role in the Black Swordsman's pursuit
after being blamed for his escape,
Ser: but the new mission is to escort that man?
Ser: Of course she's in low spirits...
Knight: Clear the way!
Refugees: Watch out!
Refugees: That's a giant carriage!
Refugees: sh*t! Who do they think they are?
Refugees: Shh! Know your place!
Refugees: That's the grand inquisitor's carriage.
Refugees: Look at the red wheels, hoisted on high!
Refugees: They're practically the banners of Mozgus of the Bloody Bible.
Refugees: There's no mistake.
Refugees: The Mozgus?
Refugees: The breaking wheel...
Refugees: The skewering, water t*rture, burning at the stake...
Refugees: He's easily sentenced over five hundred people to execution.
Refugees: An exponential number more are said to have d*ed by t*rture.
Refugees: He's hated by many...
F: An enemy att*ck?!
People: Die, Mozgus!
People: You k*lled my family!
People: My son!
People: My daughter!
People: I'll k*ll you!
Knights: We can't reach him through the refugees!
Knights: They've flanked us!
People: Show yourself, Mozgus!
People: Huh?
People: What?
F: What the...
M: Honestly, such a clamor...
M: God values silence.
F: Lord Mozgus, are you all right?
F: I apologize!
F: We were taken completely by surprise!
M: Lady Farnese, please rise.
M: God is generous to those who do His work.
M: It is fortunate that no one who serves the Holy See has been injured.
M: That is due to God's grace.
F: I am humbled by your words.
F: I shall be diligent in my efforts from here.
F: And who may these men be?
M: They are torturers, working only for me.
M: After rigorous training and service, they possess iron resolve.
M: They are always of great service to our work.
F: That is... very heartening to hear.
M: So, pray tell, why did you att*ck me?
Man: sh*t!
Man: Let me go!
Man: It was for revenge!
Man: You b*rned the village, k*lling everyone!
Man: You claimed it was a sanctuary for heretics!
M: I merely meted out impartial judgment, in accordance with God's teachings—
Man: How can you call it impartial?!
Man: We only said we had to temporarily suspend our tithes
because famine had exhausted our food stores!
Man: But you ignored what we said!
Man: Divine punishment...
Man: You will face divine punishment!
M: Divine punishment...
M: Divine punishment?
M: How dare you speak of divine punishment,
M: you reprobate?!
M: You are an apostate, who dares turn on a cleric!
M: And you speak of divine punishment,
M: you depraved lot?
M: Nay, none other than our Holy See
M: has the right to speak for God in this world!
M: Lady Farnese...
F: Y-Yes?
M: What would you deem appropriate punishment for ones such as they?
F: Those who plan to m*rder a man of the cloth are typically condemned
F: to execution by fire or the breaking wheel.
M: You are most wise, Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights.
M: That is most perceptive.
M: Then let us conduct a simplified trial here.
M: Here is my judgment.
All the accused are condemned to the breaking wheel.
Man: Forgive me!
Man: Please! No!
Soldier: N-Next.
Soldier: Next!
Soldier: Hey!
Man: Help me!
Luca: Hey...
Luca: Don't involve yourself.
Knight: Hey, girl!
Knight: Are you one of them?
Luca: Wait! She isn't with them at all!
Knight: Shut up!
Knight: Come with us, too—
Knight: Wh-What, is she addled?
Knight: Hey, come!
Man: Mercy!
Man: No!
Luca: My name is Luca.
Luca: Are you okay?
Luca: What a gruesome spectacle.
Luca: I feel nauseated.
Luca: If you watch, you'll just be sickened.
Luca: Come.
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What an unexpected test of my blade.
I'm not a fan of being mocked.
I'm... I'm scared of everything!
The Kushans have no mercy, even for kids.
Heretics.
Next Episode Tower of Conviction
G: Stop...
G: Stop!
G: Stop!
G: Not again...
Devil: Da...
Devil: Danger...
G: You...
G: What the hell?
Devil: Danger...
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: There will be a pillar of fire
Devil: where blind sheep gather
Devil: on holy ground.
Devil: The hour of Heaven's fall...
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: Go now...
G: Danger?
G: Wait, has something happened to Casca?
Epiphany
P: Snow, snow, flurry, flurry,
P: spirits of winter!
P: Drifting from the sky, spirits of winter!
P: Dancing as they fall, like puffs of down!
P: Try to catch them... How mysterious—
P: Spirits of winter...
Erica: Yay!
Erica: I caught something amazing!
Erica: Rickert!
Erica: I found a goblin—
G: Hey.
G: You've grown a bit, huh?
E: Rickert!
R: Welcome back, Erica.
R: Good work.
G: You've bulked up a bit.
G: I almost didn't recognize you.
R: Guts, you're alive?!
R: It's been two years!
R: Where and what were you—
G: Sorry, Rickert, but first,
G: is she...
G: Is Casca okay?
G: What's wrong?
R: Casca's...
R: Casca's gone.
G: Wh-What happened, Rickert?
E: Guts!
G: Why? Since when?
G: Where'd she go?!
E: It's all my fault!
E: It's my fault!
E: Because I took her with me to find nuts!
R: It happened about a month ago.
R: We had no choice.
R: After so long in the mine shafts, Casca was in pretty bad shape.
R: She was barely eating.
R: Erica felt sorry for her, so...
E: Before I realized anything was wrong, she was gone...
G: Rickert,
G: then why are you still here?
G: Why aren't you out looking for Casca?!
G: You know what state she's in!
E: You idiot!
E: Idiot, idiot, idiot!
E: What's with you?
E: You're the one who abandoned her and were gone for two years!
E: You have no idea what Rickert went through!
E: He did go look for her a million times...
E: He could've just left.
E: But Rickert...
E: He came back.
E: He still came back here...
R: There's a reason I can't go.
Godo: Shut up...
Godo: I can't sleep.
G: Godo...
G: Is it a disease?
Godo: Nothing so fancy.
Godo: It's old age. Just old age.
Godo: I don't feel like listening to your prattle.
Godo: Show me your sword and false hand.
Godo: Chips in the edge, blood, rust, warp...
Godo: Looks like you've been swinging this nonstop,
barely stopping for food or rest.
Godo: To survive, you can't afford sanity.
Godo: That's the kind of fighting you've been doing?
Godo: Two years ago,
Godo: when Rickert showed up at my door, all of you grievously injured...
Godo: I still don't know what happened to you.
Godo: Given the monster that came after you,
Godo: I'm sure it was something abhorrent.
Godo: But vengeance and repaying blood debts?
Godo: Don't you think you're running away to battle?
Godo: To your hatred?
Godo: Hatred is where you turn when you can't face your grief.
Godo: Vengeance is like sharpening a blood-stained,
rusty sword in a pool of blood.
Godo: The more you sharpen it, the more rust builds up, so you sharpen it again.
Godo: Ultimately, all that remains is a shattered pile of powdered rust.
G: You don't understand.
G: You can't understand.
G: Not here, where it's nice and cozy.
G: Not when you're about to kick the bucket,
acting like you have no unfinished business.
G: No one,
G: no human being,
G: can understand what happened.
G: They all d*ed.
G: Every single one of them.
G: Without reason.
G: Without warning...
G: Without justice.
G: They d*ed like vermin!
G: They d*ed ignorant...
G: In that instant,
G: those who were irreplaceable to me...
Godo: To leave by yourself,
Godo: you cast aside those irreplaceable people.
Godo: Two years ago,
Godo: you went alone, leaving the remaining irreplaceable people,
Godo: broken after unimaginable suffering.
Godo: You fled to be alone,
Godo: to use your personal hatred to burn your very self.
Godo: Am I wrong?
Godo: You abandoned that girl.
Godo: Do you have the right to speak of vengeance for your fallen?
Godo: When it really matters,
Godo: you lean on w*r for your actions.
Godo: You're an unsheathed sword, whose blade has countless nicks.
Godo: It glistens with blood, encroached by rust.
Godo: A half-broken blade, with a lethal cr*ck...
Erica: Hurry!
Erica: This way!
Erica: See? Over there!
G: What are they?
Graves.
Erica: It just gives me peace of mind.
R: I forge the swords to serve as their grave markers.
R: It isn't as if anyone actually rests under them.
R: There aren't nearly enough for all of them,
R: but we often did this on the b*ttlefield, right?
G: Two years...
G: More than enough time for someone to change.
G: While I remained mired in hatred,
G: Rickert did this.
G: He accepted their deaths.
G: He mourned and found a new way of life.
G: It's just like him, this vigorous strength.
G: I know I'm safe here,
G: but without my sword, I can't sleep in the dark.
G: No...
G: I probably can't ever sleep at night for the rest of my life.
Godo: You fled to be alone,
Default - flashback: ,to use your personal hatred to burn your very self.
G: I didn't run away...
G: I can't get away!
G: It's b*rned into my right eye,
G: that final terror and hatred.
G: I can never atone for this pitch black flame!
G: If I can't atone, and I can't run from it,
G: I must let it burn me.
G: I must let it engulf my enemies.
Beast: Keep bathing in blood,
Beast: k*lling,
Beast: and thirsting.
Beast: Forever alone.
Beast: Forever...
G: That's right.
G: I...
G: I left her in that state.
G: What right do I have now?
G: I abandoned Casca, who was the Band of the Hawk itself.
G: I have no right to speak of vengeance for the fallen.
Corkus: You were captain of the raiding party, weren't you?
Corkus: You said something about dreams or whatever,
Corkus: but you left for selfish reasons, didn't you?
Corkus: You weren't there in our hour of greatest need.
Corkus: How can I call someone like that a brother-in-arms?
Judeau: You've left us, haven't you?
Judeau: You have no obligation to go that far for us.
Judeau: Take her with you, even if by force.
Judeau: This time, you have to.
Judeau: If you don't, she'll...
C: You'll fight your own w*r, won't you?
C: You have to go.
C: You have to go, even if you go alone.
G: That's right.
G: I left long ago.
G: At that moment, I lost the right...
G: I guess I started that w*r.
G: It's true that it wasn't what I wanted.
G: But at least it wasn't anything that was forced on me.
G: It's a w*r I chose to take on myself.
G: But...
G: Even still...
G: Those camp fires back then...
G: They continue burning in my heart.
G: That's right.
G: Is this fragile, residual fire
G: the only thing keeping that black flame from engulfing me?
G: Man...
G: Have I made
the same mistake again?
Devil: Hurry.
Devil: Go now...
G: No, not yet.
G: It's not too late, yet.
G: This time for sure...
G: I can't lose her ever again!
P: You're working hard!
Rickert: H-Hey...
Rickert: I thought you were asleep.
P: Well, yeah, but I'll just get eaten if I stay asleep.
Rickert: Oh.
P: Okay, I'll help, too!
P: As a power-up, let's add a drill and a cutter on his false hand!
Rickert: Well, that's...
Godo: Not a shoemaker's elf, but a blacksmith's, I see.
Rickert: Master, why are you dressed like that?!
Godo: There's something I have to do.
Rickert: D-Don't be reckless! I'll do it—
Godo: Shut up!
Godo: Take care of Erica for me.
Rickert: Master...
Godo: She isn't my real daughter.
Godo: She was an orphan, who lost her family in the w*r.
Godo: I only knew how to deal with iron.
Godo: But she made me into a pretty decent human being.
Godo: But you know...
Godo: When you die,
Godo: it's good to plunge into it alone.
Rickert: Master...
Godo: Tell that idiot not to turn into me.
Rickert: How's the new armor?
Rickert: The master readied it for you.
Rickert: Also, there's a new w*apon that uses gunpowder.
Rickert: And a new, improved bowgun that doesn't require assembly
Rickert: when you need it in a pinch.
Rickert: Where are you off to now?
G: Have you heard of anywhere nearby known as "holy ground"?
Rickert: Holy ground, huh...
Rickert: Now that I think of it, an old monastery
Rickert: named St. Albion is three days northeast of here.
Rickert: It's called the Tower of Conviction.
G: The Tower of Conviction...
Rickert: It's full of refugees.
Rickert: Supposedly, heretics hid among them.
Rickert: So now, the Holy See is sending a grand inquisitor.
Rickert: Basically, there'll be a witch trial...
Rickert: But why are you asking?
Rickert: Guts!
Rickert: I think the possibility that Casca's there is low.
G: I have my reasons.
G: I'm grasping at straws,
G: but I have to trust my instincts.
G: Later.
P: I don't really get what's going on.
P: But I wonder what Casca's like.
R: Guts!
R: I'm counting on you to help Casca!
R: Promise me you'll come back.
G: Godo, you're a good smith!
G: I'll ask for help again when I return.
Godo: You and your big mouth, idiot.
Erica: Dad, you have to stay in bed!
Godo: I don't think we'll see each other again.
Godo: It's better than getting all weepy, for sure.
Godo: But when you're running toward a goal like that,
Godo: you'll let something pass by, unnoticed, again.
Godo: Whether you live or die, you never get your way.
Ser: It's like a mass migration.
Azan: Disease and famine.
Azan: And now, Kushan's massive invasion...
Azan: In its time of weakness after the king's death,
Azan: Windham, the capital, was att*cked and occupied.
Azan: Most of the retainers are missing, including the royal heir,
Azan: Her Highness Charlotte.
Ser: When it rains, it pours...
Azan: Show some respect.
Ser: But if that's true, our destination, St. Albion,
Ser: is near the Midland border,
Ser: despite being within Holy See jurisdiction.
Ser: Kushans are considered our foes by religion, aren't they?
Ser: Is this the right time for an inquisition?
F: If anything were amiss, the Holy See would send new orders to us.
F: Until then, we only need carry out the one we were given.
ASer: Yes, my lady.
Ser: Lady Farnese is in a worse mood than usual.
Ser: Is something wrong?
F: I-It's nothing!
F: Don't think about it.
F: It couldn't have been real!
F: I couldn't possibly do that.
F: It must have been a hallucination, a nightmare.
F: Right now, focus on escorting the grand inquisitor!
F: Even if God never graces me with a miracle,
F: I need but pursue my faith!
Demon: God is too far removed from the likes of you.
F: No!
F: I...
Ser: Is it just a bad mood?
Ser: Those monsters...
Ser: I didn't imagine them.
Ser: It pains me to say it,
Ser: but the Black Swordsman is too heavy a burden for Lady Farnese.
Ser: Not only was she relieved of her role in the Black Swordsman's pursuit
after being blamed for his escape,
Ser: but the new mission is to escort that man?
Ser: Of course she's in low spirits...
Knight: Clear the way!
Refugees: Watch out!
Refugees: That's a giant carriage!
Refugees: sh*t! Who do they think they are?
Refugees: Shh! Know your place!
Refugees: That's the grand inquisitor's carriage.
Refugees: Look at the red wheels, hoisted on high!
Refugees: They're practically the banners of Mozgus of the Bloody Bible.
Refugees: There's no mistake.
Refugees: The Mozgus?
Refugees: The breaking wheel...
Refugees: The skewering, water t*rture, burning at the stake...
Refugees: He's easily sentenced over five hundred people to execution.
Refugees: An exponential number more are said to have d*ed by t*rture.
Refugees: He's hated by many...
F: An enemy att*ck?!
People: Die, Mozgus!
People: You k*lled my family!
People: My son!
People: My daughter!
People: I'll k*ll you!
Knights: We can't reach him through the refugees!
Knights: They've flanked us!
People: Show yourself, Mozgus!
People: Huh?
People: What?
F: What the...
M: Honestly, such a clamor...
M: God values silence.
F: Lord Mozgus, are you all right?
F: I apologize!
F: We were taken completely by surprise!
M: Lady Farnese, please rise.
M: God is generous to those who do His work.
M: It is fortunate that no one who serves the Holy See has been injured.
M: That is due to God's grace.
F: I am humbled by your words.
F: I shall be diligent in my efforts from here.
F: And who may these men be?
M: They are torturers, working only for me.
M: After rigorous training and service, they possess iron resolve.
M: They are always of great service to our work.
F: That is... very heartening to hear.
M: So, pray tell, why did you att*ck me?
Man: sh*t!
Man: Let me go!
Man: It was for revenge!
Man: You b*rned the village, k*lling everyone!
Man: You claimed it was a sanctuary for heretics!
M: I merely meted out impartial judgment, in accordance with God's teachings—
Man: How can you call it impartial?!
Man: We only said we had to temporarily suspend our tithes
because famine had exhausted our food stores!
Man: But you ignored what we said!
Man: Divine punishment...
Man: You will face divine punishment!
M: Divine punishment...
M: Divine punishment?
M: How dare you speak of divine punishment,
M: you reprobate?!
M: You are an apostate, who dares turn on a cleric!
M: And you speak of divine punishment,
M: you depraved lot?
M: Nay, none other than our Holy See
M: has the right to speak for God in this world!
M: Lady Farnese...
F: Y-Yes?
M: What would you deem appropriate punishment for ones such as they?
F: Those who plan to m*rder a man of the cloth are typically condemned
F: to execution by fire or the breaking wheel.
M: You are most wise, Commander of the Holy Iron Chain Knights.
M: That is most perceptive.
M: Then let us conduct a simplified trial here.
M: Here is my judgment.
All the accused are condemned to the breaking wheel.
Man: Forgive me!
Man: Please! No!
Soldier: N-Next.
Soldier: Next!
Soldier: Hey!
Man: Help me!
Luca: Hey...
Luca: Don't involve yourself.
Knight: Hey, girl!
Knight: Are you one of them?
Luca: Wait! She isn't with them at all!
Knight: Shut up!
Knight: Come with us, too—
Knight: Wh-What, is she addled?
Knight: Hey, come!
Man: Mercy!
Man: No!
Luca: My name is Luca.
Luca: Are you okay?
Luca: What a gruesome spectacle.
Luca: I feel nauseated.
Luca: If you watch, you'll just be sickened.
Luca: Come.
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What an unexpected test of my blade.
I'm not a fan of being mocked.
I'm... I'm scared of everything!
The Kushans have no mercy, even for kids.
Heretics.
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