02x19 - The Arcana of Invocation
Posted: 07/26/23 08:30
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villagers: The trolls are crumbling...
villagers: What is this light?
Puck: His wound's healing!
Isidoro: This is...
: her magic?
Schierke: Somehow, I made it in time.
Pastor: What's going on? You did this?
Schierke: I told you...
: To protect the church, I erected a shield with magic.
Schierke: This shield will stand as long as it exists within my consciousness,
: and will destroy any spirit that tries to do us harm within the circle.
Pastor: Magic?
Pastor: Impossible.
Pastor: I will not accept this black magic.
Schierke: The four colored lights are the manifestation
: of the power of the great beings
: in the spiritual realm that are protecting us.
Schierke: Those great beings are the four guardian angels recorded
: in your Holy See's scripture.
Schierke: No matter how it's expressed,
: the sun is the sun, and light is light.
Schierke: No matter how different our scriptures,
: our cries for aid are the same, aren't they?
Schierke: Separating and condemning people over such a difference is foolish.
Schierke: The name of God is God's alone.
Schierke: It is not for humans to decide.
Farnese: But how?
: Our scriptures have nothing so powerful.
Farnese: They cannot call forth miracles, like your spells.
Schierke: The church is a shrine where people commune with angels and spirits.
Schierke: Mages have a shrine within their hearts.
Farnese: Within their hearts?
Pastor: That isn't possible.
Schierke: It isn't a belief in something that you cannot see.
Schierke: If you have no doubt,
: you can see it, feel it, and touch it.
Guts: Well, aren't you an impressive girl...
Title,Sign: The Arcana of Invocation
Villagers: What's that?
Isidoro: A monster?
Pastor: What is that monster?
Schierke: An ogre!
Isidoro: Og...
Puck: ...re!
: An ogre.
Schierke: Why is something like that in this world?
Isidoro: Holy crap...
Schierke: It's all right. An ogre cannot set foot within this shield.
Schierke: However...
Schierke: No!
Guts: What's going on?
Schierke: This shield protects against spiritual forms, not physical ones.
Guts: What?
Villagers: We're finished!
Villagers: With a monster like that...
Schierke: We need to buy time...
: Time for me to cast a spell.
Villager: Hey...
Guts: Got it, Commander.
Ivalera: Hey, hey! What the heck is he thinking?
Villagers: That's impossible! He'll be flattened!
Puck: Nah.
Puck: He's pretty used to this kind of stuff.
Schierke: No!
Puck: See? I told you.
Villager: I don't believe it.
Villager: Who the heck is that guy?
Isidoro: He really is amazing.
Puck: See? I told you!
Serpico: I knew he wasn't normal, but to think it was to this extent...
Ivalera: Well, would you look at that...
Ivalera: Now's your chance!
Schierke: He managed that much, using only his physical body without magic.
: How can a mortal go that far?
Guts: I guess you're as tough as you are big.
: Not like the small fry.
Guts: Before its arm attaches...
Guts: Water?
Schierke: That's a kelpie!
Serpico: Kelpie, as in the things that drown travelers in rivers?
Schierke: First an ogre, now a kelpie. But why?
Schierke: Rain... No!
Guts: What the hell?
: That monster can use magic?
Schierke: A kelpie is a mid-level water spirit.
Schierke: It easily controls elementals
: of the same type that are a lower level or without consciousness!
Schierke: A kelpie in the rain is highly dangerous.
Guts: Come on... It just goes after anything?
Schierke: They're following their desires.
Schierke: They want to devour the spirits of humans, which they rarely get.
Schierke: This isn't good!
: An ogre and a kelpie, on top of the trolls. It's completely unexpected!
Serpico: I'll go.
Farnese: Serpico!
Schierke: It's impossible! Dealing with trolls is one thing, but...
Serpico: It's all right.
: I shall deal with them and buy you some time.
: So, if you could cast the spell...
Schierke: But...
Serpico: Lady Farnese...
Farnese: Eh?
Serpico: Please make sure to protect Casca.
Farnese: Huh? Right...
Serpico: Now, then...
Farnese: Serpico!
Pastor: He flew.
Schierke: To think he was able to control the sylphs to this extent so quickly...
Serpico: Lady Farnese, I was unable to free you.
Serpico: Only stayed by your side.
Serpico: No, I never even considered doing so.
Serpico: I was surrounded by a dark repose beside another closed soul...
: Like the other half of myself.
Serpico: But that appears to be at an end.
Guts: Be careful. They aren't like the usual ones.
Serpico: But I'll at least ensure
Serpico: Good grief. I don't know what you consider usual ones.
: my other half isn't torn to shreds within the storm.
Serpico: Spirits of the wind, give me strength.
Puck: An anything-goes tag match.
Serpico: Now, then...
Serpico: It appears the frog horse is better suited to me.
Serpico: I'll take care of it.
Guts: Do what you want.
Guts: This thing is simpler and better for me to fight.
Villager: Whoa... He defeated it.
Villager: He defeated that monster by himself.
Guts: Of course.
Puck: And you've become the small fry.
Puck: You're an excellent small fry, though.
Isidoro: I can't do a single thing, at a time like this?
Pastor: What is this sight? Oh, God!
Scheirke: I must hurry.
Schierke: Deeper... Slightly beyond the spirit world's depths!
Schierke: That's a shrine...
Schierke: The spiritual form of the shrine that stood before the church was built.
Schierke: Water elementals... Undines!
Schierke: I see!
Serpico: It's no use.
: A wall of water is blocking all of my att*cks.
Serpico: On the other hand, I am unable to block everything.
Serpico: To think a splash of water was so powerful...
Serpico: I'm being pushed back...
: Though, since I'm a beginner to magic, that can't be helped.
Serpico: This is...
Serpico: I can't breathe!
Farnese: Something is wrong with Serpico! Serpico!
Serpico: I see...
: Splashing water at me wasn't the extent of its abilities.
Serpico: I was about to drown atop this hill.
Serpico: But because of that, now I know
: the wind doesn't only have the power to cut through things.
Serpico: I'm counting on you, little spirits.
Serpico: If we cannot cut through it, we just need to lift it up.
Farnese: Serpico!
Serpico: I lowered my guard...
Isidoro: This isn't good! Serpico's in trouble!
Farnese: Serpico!
Pastor: You fool! You'll fall!
Serpico: The water is moving away from the kelpie?
Guts: What the...
Pastor: Is this witchcraft, as well?
Farnese: That's...
Pastor: What? What do you see?
Ivalera: That's a water spirit.
: Right now, Schierke is one with the water spirit.
Ivalera: It's what you call possession.
Villager: An angel?
Schierke/Spirit: I am the kindred of water.
Schierke/spirit: I am the spirit that flows in the rivers of this land.
Schierke/spirit: In accordance with the ancient covenant,
: I purify the evil spirits that have soiled this land.
Schierke/spirit: On behalf of the Lady of the Depths, I order the undines.
Schierke/spirit: Wash into the underworld's dark depths
: the evil spirits that plague the land.
Schierke/spirit: Water...
Schierke/spirit: I am water.
Schierke/spirit: I am water itself.
Schierke/spirit: Gather, my kindred.
Schierke/spirit: Gather, gather, surge, and flow.
Guts: Rumbling?
Isidoro: Now what?
Serpico: This doesn't seem good.
Isidoro: The river's flooding! It's headed this way!
Guts: This is magic?
Villagers: Come inside, kid! You'll get swallowed up.
Puck: Dropey?
Guts: That's insane.
Villagers: The trolls... All the monsters were washed away.
Voices: We're saved!
Voices: We're somehow alive!
Voices: Lady Witch! Lady Witch!
Pastor: Witch...
Puck: We did it, Dropey!
Puck: Dropey?
Ivalera: That's enough, Schierke.
Ivalera: Looks like you defeated them all.
Ivalera: Schierke, we should wrap things up.
Farnese: What's the matter?
Ivalera: This isn't good.
: The connection to the water spirit's too strong. She's forgotten herself.
Ivalera: At this rate...
Farnese: The spell won't break?
Farnese: No... Schierke—
Ivalera: No, no! If you pull her out during a spell, who knows what will happen?
Ivalera: Right now, Schierke's in the spirit realm.
Ivalera: She probably melted into this flow when she became one with the water spirit.
Ivalera: If we wake her body before her soul is back,
: who knows what the effects may be?
Ivalera: Her soul might not be able to return, rendering her an invalid.
Farnese: Then what should we do?
Ivalera: Um, uh... I think for something like this...
Ivalera: Right, that's it! You use this wand and tap it in rhythm.
Ivalera: By tapping it in a constant rhythm,
: the caster's consciousness will concentrate on this world.
Ivalera: Or that's what Flora said.
Ivalera: The rhythm is seven-seven-seven. Seven, three times.
Schierke: Flow... Intensely. Surge.
Schierke: Anger that cannot be expressed using human words!
Schierke: This is...
Flora: Becoming one with the spirits is very important.
Flora: But you mustn't let them swallow you.
Flora: In order to stop that,
: the mage must tap their wand to retain their consciousness.
Flora: Do not forget.
Flora: The way of magic is never about becoming one with power.
: The way of magic...
Schierke: That's right. I...
Ivalera: Schierke!
Farnese: Schierke?
Isidoro: Hey! What the heck's going on?
Guts: Grab on!
Isidoro: What are you doing? Wake up, witch!
Ivalera: Stop!
Schierke: Oh, no!
Farnese: Grab on!
Guts: Casca!
Serpico: Lady Farnese!
Villager: It's all over.
Guts: Well?
Isidoro: No good!
Isidoro: I can't find them anywhere.
Serpico: Lady Farnese... Have those two not been found?
Puck: You aren't supposed to move yet!
Ivalera: It's all right.
Ivalera: Currently, Schierke is tracing their od.
Schierke: This is all my fault.
Schierke: I drowned in the power...
: If I had only acted more properly...
Guts: Hey.
Guts: Let the tension out of your shoulders.
Guts: If you're that stiff, you won't be able to do things you normally can.
Guts: You did a great job. Honestly, I'm surprised.
Guts: You saved this village... Though you were a bit rough.
Guts: No one blames you.
Guts: And so, I'm counting on you, Lady Witch.
Schierke: I found them! I can sense them!
Schierke: Their od... They're both fine!
Isidoro: Really?
Schierke: But this is...
Guts: What's wrong?
Villagers: Thank you.
Villagers: Thank you, Lady Witch.
Girl: Hey, what do you need to be able to do something so amazing?
Schierke: You should be thankful.
Schierke: Um, well, I borrowed the power of an angel or spirit.
Schierke: The ones who protected you are the four great angels from your scripture,
: who protect the four cardinal points.
Schierke: And the Lady of the Depths,
: the river spirit who was worshiped here before this church was built.
Old villager: Come to think of it, I think my great grandfather mentioned that.
Old villager: Long ago, a shrine was on this hill, where the
Old villager: river goddess was worshiped.
Schierke: The river spirit was a bit unruly
: at being awakened after having been forgotten for so long.
Schierke: That's why the village was flooded...
: It's because I'm still inexperienced.
Villager: Don't worry about it.
: We can rebuild our houses again.
Villager: We're alive right now because of you.
Schierke: That isn't the only thing.
: My rage against the villagers also caused this to happen.
Schierke: Reverend, would it be possible to build a small shrine
: for the river spirit, in the west of this square?
Pastor: Very well. Tolerance is another of God's teachings.
Villager woman: But I'm so surprised!
Villager woman: To think a little girl like you could cause a miracle like that!
Villager woman: Can anyone use magic?
Schierke: You need many years of training to learn magic,
Schierke: but if you desire the angels or spirits to hear your wishes,
: you all can do something.
Schierke: The reverend is very familiar with the method.
Morgan: What's the matter, boy?
Isidoro: Leave me alone.
: Are you okay, Gramps? Walking around like that...
Morgan: Yes, I feel much better, thanks to that little girl.
Isidoro: I wanted to at least thank you.
Morgan: The hero who saved this village doesn't need to thank me.
Isidoro: Oh, stop it. I didn't do anything.
Isidoro: I couldn't do a thing.
Isidoro: I'm just a brat that was running around, flailing.
Morgan: Oh, that's right.
: There's something I wanted to give you.
Isidoro: What's this?
Morgan: Long ago, my old man won that in a bet with a sailor.
Morgan: It should be small enough that you can use it.
Isidoro: Are you sure?
Morgan: A parting gift from an old man.
Morgan: I just remembered.
Morgan: I ran away...
Morgan: From the village, my family business, my sick mother...
: From all of those heavy, complicated things.
Morgan: Dreams are strange things.
Morgan: They can seem like brave challenges or like cowardly running away.
Morgan: I wonder which your dream will be.
Isidoro: This is the problem with old people.
Isidoro: Listen up, Gramps!
Isidoro: My ambition isn't some half-assed, fluffy kind of bullshit.
Isidoro: I'll show you that mine is the real deal!
Isidoro: And so, I'll gratefully take this.
Guts: Well?
Puck: He won't die, but...
Ivalera: He won't be able to move immediately.
Schierke: My spell on the church hasn't completely worn off.
Schierke: With another night, I'm sure the wounds will heal.
Scheirke: But I don't know if we have time...
Serpico: Please go at once.
Serpico: And please take care of Lady Farnese.
Guts: I'm heading out.
Guts: Hey.
Guts: Quit standing around. I'm gonna leave you behind.
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You're a man. Protect the women.
Your soul is suited to Qliphoth.
When you gaze into the darkness, the darkness gazes into you, as well.
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villagers: The trolls are crumbling...
villagers: What is this light?
Puck: His wound's healing!
Isidoro: This is...
: her magic?
Schierke: Somehow, I made it in time.
Pastor: What's going on? You did this?
Schierke: I told you...
: To protect the church, I erected a shield with magic.
Schierke: This shield will stand as long as it exists within my consciousness,
: and will destroy any spirit that tries to do us harm within the circle.
Pastor: Magic?
Pastor: Impossible.
Pastor: I will not accept this black magic.
Schierke: The four colored lights are the manifestation
: of the power of the great beings
: in the spiritual realm that are protecting us.
Schierke: Those great beings are the four guardian angels recorded
: in your Holy See's scripture.
Schierke: No matter how it's expressed,
: the sun is the sun, and light is light.
Schierke: No matter how different our scriptures,
: our cries for aid are the same, aren't they?
Schierke: Separating and condemning people over such a difference is foolish.
Schierke: The name of God is God's alone.
Schierke: It is not for humans to decide.
Farnese: But how?
: Our scriptures have nothing so powerful.
Farnese: They cannot call forth miracles, like your spells.
Schierke: The church is a shrine where people commune with angels and spirits.
Schierke: Mages have a shrine within their hearts.
Farnese: Within their hearts?
Pastor: That isn't possible.
Schierke: It isn't a belief in something that you cannot see.
Schierke: If you have no doubt,
: you can see it, feel it, and touch it.
Guts: Well, aren't you an impressive girl...
Title,Sign: The Arcana of Invocation
Villagers: What's that?
Isidoro: A monster?
Pastor: What is that monster?
Schierke: An ogre!
Isidoro: Og...
Puck: ...re!
: An ogre.
Schierke: Why is something like that in this world?
Isidoro: Holy crap...
Schierke: It's all right. An ogre cannot set foot within this shield.
Schierke: However...
Schierke: No!
Guts: What's going on?
Schierke: This shield protects against spiritual forms, not physical ones.
Guts: What?
Villagers: We're finished!
Villagers: With a monster like that...
Schierke: We need to buy time...
: Time for me to cast a spell.
Villager: Hey...
Guts: Got it, Commander.
Ivalera: Hey, hey! What the heck is he thinking?
Villagers: That's impossible! He'll be flattened!
Puck: Nah.
Puck: He's pretty used to this kind of stuff.
Schierke: No!
Puck: See? I told you.
Villager: I don't believe it.
Villager: Who the heck is that guy?
Isidoro: He really is amazing.
Puck: See? I told you!
Serpico: I knew he wasn't normal, but to think it was to this extent...
Ivalera: Well, would you look at that...
Ivalera: Now's your chance!
Schierke: He managed that much, using only his physical body without magic.
: How can a mortal go that far?
Guts: I guess you're as tough as you are big.
: Not like the small fry.
Guts: Before its arm attaches...
Guts: Water?
Schierke: That's a kelpie!
Serpico: Kelpie, as in the things that drown travelers in rivers?
Schierke: First an ogre, now a kelpie. But why?
Schierke: Rain... No!
Guts: What the hell?
: That monster can use magic?
Schierke: A kelpie is a mid-level water spirit.
Schierke: It easily controls elementals
: of the same type that are a lower level or without consciousness!
Schierke: A kelpie in the rain is highly dangerous.
Guts: Come on... It just goes after anything?
Schierke: They're following their desires.
Schierke: They want to devour the spirits of humans, which they rarely get.
Schierke: This isn't good!
: An ogre and a kelpie, on top of the trolls. It's completely unexpected!
Serpico: I'll go.
Farnese: Serpico!
Schierke: It's impossible! Dealing with trolls is one thing, but...
Serpico: It's all right.
: I shall deal with them and buy you some time.
: So, if you could cast the spell...
Schierke: But...
Serpico: Lady Farnese...
Farnese: Eh?
Serpico: Please make sure to protect Casca.
Farnese: Huh? Right...
Serpico: Now, then...
Farnese: Serpico!
Pastor: He flew.
Schierke: To think he was able to control the sylphs to this extent so quickly...
Serpico: Lady Farnese, I was unable to free you.
Serpico: Only stayed by your side.
Serpico: No, I never even considered doing so.
Serpico: I was surrounded by a dark repose beside another closed soul...
: Like the other half of myself.
Serpico: But that appears to be at an end.
Guts: Be careful. They aren't like the usual ones.
Serpico: But I'll at least ensure
Serpico: Good grief. I don't know what you consider usual ones.
: my other half isn't torn to shreds within the storm.
Serpico: Spirits of the wind, give me strength.
Puck: An anything-goes tag match.
Serpico: Now, then...
Serpico: It appears the frog horse is better suited to me.
Serpico: I'll take care of it.
Guts: Do what you want.
Guts: This thing is simpler and better for me to fight.
Villager: Whoa... He defeated it.
Villager: He defeated that monster by himself.
Guts: Of course.
Puck: And you've become the small fry.
Puck: You're an excellent small fry, though.
Isidoro: I can't do a single thing, at a time like this?
Pastor: What is this sight? Oh, God!
Scheirke: I must hurry.
Schierke: Deeper... Slightly beyond the spirit world's depths!
Schierke: That's a shrine...
Schierke: The spiritual form of the shrine that stood before the church was built.
Schierke: Water elementals... Undines!
Schierke: I see!
Serpico: It's no use.
: A wall of water is blocking all of my att*cks.
Serpico: On the other hand, I am unable to block everything.
Serpico: To think a splash of water was so powerful...
Serpico: I'm being pushed back...
: Though, since I'm a beginner to magic, that can't be helped.
Serpico: This is...
Serpico: I can't breathe!
Farnese: Something is wrong with Serpico! Serpico!
Serpico: I see...
: Splashing water at me wasn't the extent of its abilities.
Serpico: I was about to drown atop this hill.
Serpico: But because of that, now I know
: the wind doesn't only have the power to cut through things.
Serpico: I'm counting on you, little spirits.
Serpico: If we cannot cut through it, we just need to lift it up.
Farnese: Serpico!
Serpico: I lowered my guard...
Isidoro: This isn't good! Serpico's in trouble!
Farnese: Serpico!
Pastor: You fool! You'll fall!
Serpico: The water is moving away from the kelpie?
Guts: What the...
Pastor: Is this witchcraft, as well?
Farnese: That's...
Pastor: What? What do you see?
Ivalera: That's a water spirit.
: Right now, Schierke is one with the water spirit.
Ivalera: It's what you call possession.
Villager: An angel?
Schierke/Spirit: I am the kindred of water.
Schierke/spirit: I am the spirit that flows in the rivers of this land.
Schierke/spirit: In accordance with the ancient covenant,
: I purify the evil spirits that have soiled this land.
Schierke/spirit: On behalf of the Lady of the Depths, I order the undines.
Schierke/spirit: Wash into the underworld's dark depths
: the evil spirits that plague the land.
Schierke/spirit: Water...
Schierke/spirit: I am water.
Schierke/spirit: I am water itself.
Schierke/spirit: Gather, my kindred.
Schierke/spirit: Gather, gather, surge, and flow.
Guts: Rumbling?
Isidoro: Now what?
Serpico: This doesn't seem good.
Isidoro: The river's flooding! It's headed this way!
Guts: This is magic?
Villagers: Come inside, kid! You'll get swallowed up.
Puck: Dropey?
Guts: That's insane.
Villagers: The trolls... All the monsters were washed away.
Voices: We're saved!
Voices: We're somehow alive!
Voices: Lady Witch! Lady Witch!
Pastor: Witch...
Puck: We did it, Dropey!
Puck: Dropey?
Ivalera: That's enough, Schierke.
Ivalera: Looks like you defeated them all.
Ivalera: Schierke, we should wrap things up.
Farnese: What's the matter?
Ivalera: This isn't good.
: The connection to the water spirit's too strong. She's forgotten herself.
Ivalera: At this rate...
Farnese: The spell won't break?
Farnese: No... Schierke—
Ivalera: No, no! If you pull her out during a spell, who knows what will happen?
Ivalera: Right now, Schierke's in the spirit realm.
Ivalera: She probably melted into this flow when she became one with the water spirit.
Ivalera: If we wake her body before her soul is back,
: who knows what the effects may be?
Ivalera: Her soul might not be able to return, rendering her an invalid.
Farnese: Then what should we do?
Ivalera: Um, uh... I think for something like this...
Ivalera: Right, that's it! You use this wand and tap it in rhythm.
Ivalera: By tapping it in a constant rhythm,
: the caster's consciousness will concentrate on this world.
Ivalera: Or that's what Flora said.
Ivalera: The rhythm is seven-seven-seven. Seven, three times.
Schierke: Flow... Intensely. Surge.
Schierke: Anger that cannot be expressed using human words!
Schierke: This is...
Flora: Becoming one with the spirits is very important.
Flora: But you mustn't let them swallow you.
Flora: In order to stop that,
: the mage must tap their wand to retain their consciousness.
Flora: Do not forget.
Flora: The way of magic is never about becoming one with power.
: The way of magic...
Schierke: That's right. I...
Ivalera: Schierke!
Farnese: Schierke?
Isidoro: Hey! What the heck's going on?
Guts: Grab on!
Isidoro: What are you doing? Wake up, witch!
Ivalera: Stop!
Schierke: Oh, no!
Farnese: Grab on!
Guts: Casca!
Serpico: Lady Farnese!
Villager: It's all over.
Guts: Well?
Isidoro: No good!
Isidoro: I can't find them anywhere.
Serpico: Lady Farnese... Have those two not been found?
Puck: You aren't supposed to move yet!
Ivalera: It's all right.
Ivalera: Currently, Schierke is tracing their od.
Schierke: This is all my fault.
Schierke: I drowned in the power...
: If I had only acted more properly...
Guts: Hey.
Guts: Let the tension out of your shoulders.
Guts: If you're that stiff, you won't be able to do things you normally can.
Guts: You did a great job. Honestly, I'm surprised.
Guts: You saved this village... Though you were a bit rough.
Guts: No one blames you.
Guts: And so, I'm counting on you, Lady Witch.
Schierke: I found them! I can sense them!
Schierke: Their od... They're both fine!
Isidoro: Really?
Schierke: But this is...
Guts: What's wrong?
Villagers: Thank you.
Villagers: Thank you, Lady Witch.
Girl: Hey, what do you need to be able to do something so amazing?
Schierke: You should be thankful.
Schierke: Um, well, I borrowed the power of an angel or spirit.
Schierke: The ones who protected you are the four great angels from your scripture,
: who protect the four cardinal points.
Schierke: And the Lady of the Depths,
: the river spirit who was worshiped here before this church was built.
Old villager: Come to think of it, I think my great grandfather mentioned that.
Old villager: Long ago, a shrine was on this hill, where the
Old villager: river goddess was worshiped.
Schierke: The river spirit was a bit unruly
: at being awakened after having been forgotten for so long.
Schierke: That's why the village was flooded...
: It's because I'm still inexperienced.
Villager: Don't worry about it.
: We can rebuild our houses again.
Villager: We're alive right now because of you.
Schierke: That isn't the only thing.
: My rage against the villagers also caused this to happen.
Schierke: Reverend, would it be possible to build a small shrine
: for the river spirit, in the west of this square?
Pastor: Very well. Tolerance is another of God's teachings.
Villager woman: But I'm so surprised!
Villager woman: To think a little girl like you could cause a miracle like that!
Villager woman: Can anyone use magic?
Schierke: You need many years of training to learn magic,
Schierke: but if you desire the angels or spirits to hear your wishes,
: you all can do something.
Schierke: The reverend is very familiar with the method.
Morgan: What's the matter, boy?
Isidoro: Leave me alone.
: Are you okay, Gramps? Walking around like that...
Morgan: Yes, I feel much better, thanks to that little girl.
Isidoro: I wanted to at least thank you.
Morgan: The hero who saved this village doesn't need to thank me.
Isidoro: Oh, stop it. I didn't do anything.
Isidoro: I couldn't do a thing.
Isidoro: I'm just a brat that was running around, flailing.
Morgan: Oh, that's right.
: There's something I wanted to give you.
Isidoro: What's this?
Morgan: Long ago, my old man won that in a bet with a sailor.
Morgan: It should be small enough that you can use it.
Isidoro: Are you sure?
Morgan: A parting gift from an old man.
Morgan: I just remembered.
Morgan: I ran away...
Morgan: From the village, my family business, my sick mother...
: From all of those heavy, complicated things.
Morgan: Dreams are strange things.
Morgan: They can seem like brave challenges or like cowardly running away.
Morgan: I wonder which your dream will be.
Isidoro: This is the problem with old people.
Isidoro: Listen up, Gramps!
Isidoro: My ambition isn't some half-assed, fluffy kind of bullshit.
Isidoro: I'll show you that mine is the real deal!
Isidoro: And so, I'll gratefully take this.
Guts: Well?
Puck: He won't die, but...
Ivalera: He won't be able to move immediately.
Schierke: My spell on the church hasn't completely worn off.
Schierke: With another night, I'm sure the wounds will heal.
Scheirke: But I don't know if we have time...
Serpico: Please go at once.
Serpico: And please take care of Lady Farnese.
Guts: I'm heading out.
Guts: Hey.
Guts: Quit standing around. I'm gonna leave you behind.
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Rot.
This is Qliphoth, the territory of darkness, in the astral realm.
You're a man. Protect the women.
Your soul is suited to Qliphoth.
When you gaze into the darkness, the darkness gazes into you, as well.
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