02x04 - Confrontation

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I expect you must be dazzled
by such scenery, but you'll get used to--

I'll be fine on my own from here, thanks.

Arthur's castle is over there, right?

Impressive.

You know the land well.

But I will be accompanying you.

If something were to happen to you,
I dare not face the king--

You just want to take all the credit.

You're a petty little boy.

I pay no heed to your harsh tongue.

Really?

Well, you're a dutiful little watchdog,
so I'll share some good news with you.

As you draw your final breath,

and as you weep in the arms
of your beloved son,

spitting up blood as you go...

What's this?
You're letting me go on alone now?

Thanks.

Farewell, Sir Ironside.

Sixteen years after the Holy w*r ended,

the young Percival learned he is

one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse
who will save Britannia.

After overcoming great obstacles,
Percival and his comrades

met Lancelot, Tristan and Gawain
of the same Four Knights of the Apocalypse

and began a perilous journey,
risking their lives.

Their destination is
the Kingdom of Camelot,

where his father, Ironside,
who k*lled his grandfather,

as well as King Arthur, the man
who wants to destroy the world, await.

So this is Camelot.

It's just like how I saw it
with Kaleidoscope.

CONFRONTATION

I think this is it.

The Gate of Encounters.

Orvo salfo. Zeluessto fionix duggunius.

I think that's right?

My, my.

Excuse me, am I interrupting something?

Wait...

Wait...

Are you...

Surprised? Well, it serves you right.

Yes, it is you.

My bride.

What a pretentious little brat.

Absolutely no manners whatsoever.

The abhorrent Knights of Prophecy.

The four disasters.

When with wicked fang and force

Into the kingdom they sneak forth

With justice we'll be armed

To fight them unconcerned

King Arthur, I beseech thee

The Knights of Chaos are we!

I'm home. Were you a good boy today?

Daddy!

Welcome back.

Don't run, boy. It's not good for you.

I can run for a little bit.

I'm fine so long as I'm in the kingdom.

Did you beat the bad guys yet?

The Four Knights of the Apocalypse.

Don't you worry.

I won't let anything destroy Camelot.

I will protect you.
For me and for your mother.

Diodora. How I love you, my son.

Ironside, he's not
going to make it, is he?

My beautiful Diodora.

I'll make sure he survives.

I'll make sure both of you survive.

King Arthur's new world is the key.

I know it. I just know it.

This is Camelot.

You said it was just a dream, but look.

It's real.

Such a strong, hearty cry.

That's the cry of a human
trying to survive.

This is no dream.

So please, watch over us.

I will raise our Diodora for you.

Daddy?

Daddy? Daddy!

You'll catch a cold
sleeping out here in the open.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

Are you going to Brittania again tomorrow?

Yes. I have a mission.

It's a terrifying place full of dangers.

You must never even entertain
the idea of going there.

I know, I know.

But you need your rest too.

Yes, I'll do just that.

I wish you could see him.

Diodora looks just like you.

He is a good, kind kid.

Princess Guinevere of Cameliard.

First off, I must apologize for my
high-handedness in bringing you here.

You're too funny.

Please don't bore me
with things you don't even mean.

Is that any way to speak to a king?

Where are your manners, young lady?

I don't consider you a king.

Then why address me as King Arthur?

I don't want you getting the idea that
we're best buds by calling you Arthur.

You sure are funny, princess.

Now, this way.

You will be staying
in Camelot from now on.

But not as my prisoner, of course.

You will have all the rights and freedoms
of an esteemed guest of honor.

And why am I to be your wife?
You like little girls, do you?

You will be my bride only in name.

This is for the people.

A king has appearances he must maintain.

All I really want
is your power of prophecy.

I have no interest in ankle biters.

Because you already have eyes
for another, isn't that right?

Someone you'd even make
an illusion of to keep by your side.

One of the great Seven Deadly Sins.

Merlin, the Boar's Sin of Gluttony.

Brittania's greatest Sorcerer,
and your mentor.

And what an illusion she is.

And you made her because you were
unable to steal her heart?

How pathetic.

I am not averse to your sense of cheek,

but remember this.

There are some places you may go,
and others you may not.

You are the one who ruined this moment.

You thought she was an illusion?

You can't touch an illusion,
and that's no fun.

You'll realize it one day, King Arthur.

You may wish to seize Brittania
using my powers of Kaleidoscope,

but it will not work out for you.

How will it not work out?

If I know what's in store,
I can cheat fate and achieve victory.

Or am I wrong?

If you go against fate,
there's an even bigger price to pay.

Do you understand?

Do you think telling me this
is going to change my mind?

Enough talk, Guinevere.

It's time you showed me your powers.

And no lying now.

Then let me tell you something
that is close at hand.

The Four Knights of the Apocalypse
and their companions number ten.

They will depart Liones
in search of a way to reach Camelot.

On their way to Dalmary,
they'll stop by the town of Wolnack.

Wolnack has a yearly Requiem Festival,

and the company will stay
at an inn called Gogmagog.

Two of your lackeys
will just so happen to be at the inn.

Macduff and Teaninich.

They will devise a plan to assassinate
the Four Knights of the Apocalypse.

But Lancelot picks up on this,
and their plan fails.

The other nine members
carry on with the festivities

and they all set out
for Dalmary the next day.

And that's that. Sorry, sport.

That's amazing!

Your Kaleidoscope can see
in that much detail?

Not all the time.

It's usually just fragmented dreams.

Orlondi, did you hear that?

Send anyone near Wolnack into town.

Say the Four Knights of the Apocalypse
will be staying at an inn called Gogmagog.

Did you even hear what I said?

There's a price to pay
if you go against fate.

Can't knock it till you've tried it.

Lancelot...

Sorry about Papa being so meddlesome.

Don't even give it a second thought.

I wasn't planning on going back to Benwick
unless ordered to.

Drop dead.

Is that it?

Wow!

That huge wall-like thing!

- It's Wolnack!
- It's Wolnack!

This is Wolnack, the walled city.

Roads lead to it in all directions.

It's a stopover
between Dalmary and Liones.

Did they carve it out of the mountain?

It's very well done.

What's with the wall?

It's covered in holes.

Wolnack is an important trade route
for getting goods in and out of Liones.

It's a common target for bandits,

and it often gets assailed
by invaders during w*r times.

It's a never-ending battle.

Man, I wouldn't want to live here.

Well, let's go in.

We leave for Dalmary tomorrow.

The enemy may already be close by.

We should keep on the lookout.

Wow, it's pretty bustling for nighttime.

There must be a festival!

Are they carrying torches?

Right, tonight's the Requiem Festival.

The Requiem Festival?

Everyone lights a torch

and walks around town
praying for the departed.

Wow.

You, me and Isolde
all came here once, right?

Did we?

I've always wanted to see it,
so why don't we let loose?

We're not here to let loose.

We're here to find an inn.

Of course!

I was just joking.

My, Lord Tristan!

Are you here for the Requiem Festival?

We're here on another matter.
And there are ten of us.

I'm hoping you have a room or two
available that's big enough for us?

Well...

I am terribly sorry.

All I have are three three-person rooms
and a shared dorm-type room.

A dorm?

Shall we try somewhere else?

No, we should be thankful there are even
rooms available on festival night.

I'll bunk with whoever.

I'm going outside.

I also don't care who I bunk with.

Are you kidding me?

Not only do I have to share,
I have to share with two others?

A harem! I mean,
I'm all for sleeping with others!

I will sleep with Lady Isolde
and Lady Anghalhad!

It's all settled, right?

And as for the men,

we'll settle it this way.

How's that, Percival?

Yay! You're Brittania's
wall-climbing champion!

Now it's my turn.

Well? What do you think?

You are Brittania's reverent
wall-climbing god.

Hi there.

Well, that was a surprise.

You're telling me.

What's going on, Teaninich?

Macduff!

A little peeping tom
was perving on me getting changed.

He got an eyeful of my smoking hot bod!

Noted.

Is that all you've got to say?
Well, you sure are a drag.

Noted.

Well, anyway, was the information correct?

Yes, according to the king's familiar,

the Four Knights of the Apocalypse
have already arrived.

We must protect Camelot and the king,

and so we should take them out
by any means necessary.

How's it going with the room splitting?

We decided by rock-paper-scissors.

Lancelot lost, so he gets the dorm.

Lancelot gets to bunk
with a complete stranger in the dorm!

A rock-paper-scissors outcome
isn't fair if we're not in it too.

I don't mind the dorm.

No, he's right.

Shall we go again with everyone this time?

- Rock, paper, scissors!
- Rock, paper, scissors!

I hope it's not someone scary.

Hello, I hope you don't mind
me sharing the dorm with...

My, you're a cutie.

The pleasure's all mine tonight,
my prince.

What if something happens to Tristan?
How will you make up for that?

How about I chop you up
and feed you to the pigs?

What's wrong?

All I said was we should
redo the rock-paper-scissors.

Tristan lost, so he gets the dorm.

Who really cares who's in the dorm?

I care! If we hadn't done the redo,
you'd be in that dorm right now!

Don't put that on me.

Hey, Lancelot, what's up with you lately?

It's strange.

I thought there'd be enemies nearby,
so I've been probing around,

but I haven't been able to read minds
ever since we entered town.

Who cares about that? What if...

What if there's a ransom hunter
in Tristan's room?

What if there's a perverse
human trafficker?

Tristan can handle them.

So let's go hang out!

I will not hang out!

Then we could all go see the festival?

I will not go!

That's it!

This is just my suggestion, but...

why don't we become even better friends

by getting in the bath
and washing each other's backs

and huddling up together
for warmth as we sleep?

Something troubling you?

I'm worried about what Tristan's doing.

What, already?

You've only been apart
for four or five minutes.

I know, but...

What if there's a petite, sexy girl
who tries to seduce him in the dorm?

That's quite an imagination.

Forget about the noble prince.

Come have a girls' night out
at the festival with us!

That's it!

Please forgive
all the insolence up until now.

The way Chion's been acting towards you.

He just can't help himself sometimes.

He can be a handful,
but he means no real harm.

No way. Feels like all he ever does
is wish us harm.

Chion, Isolde and I are childhood friends.

Tristan saved his life one day,
and we've been fond of him ever since.

Chion has, I have,

and Isolde has.

Anyway, Chion only goes for you
because he's overprotective of Tristan.

I thought he was just being mean.

Why are you telling us this now?

We're bunk buddies.

And the Holy Knights should support
the Knights of Prophecy.

I thought it was time
we have a heart-to-heart.

I say let bygones be bygones.

Let's all do our best, Jade!

Right.

You like Isolde. Don't you, Jade?

Well, I mean, she is pretty cute,

and I think it's sweet
she's so concerned about her size.

But she's head over heels for Tristan.

I'm no match for him.

But even so,
it's okay to like someone, right?

What do you mean?

You've got a thing
for the little one, don't you?

How did you know?

So I'm right? It's Anghalhad, isn't it?

She's kind of pushy,
but I think she suits you.

You got me.

I had no idea...

Who'd have thought you'd be into
the sassy, spoiled, independent types?

Anghalhad is a nice young lady.

- And what's your type, Donny?
- Clearly babes like Queen Elizabeth.

Hey, Chion.

Hurry up and invite
Tristan to the festival.

What are they saying?

Can't we listen in?

Sylph.

Sevel.

I told it to tell us what they're saying.

My Prince. It's getting hard...

What are you doing to Tristan?

Isolde?

Well, I've never done buttons up
on someone else before.

You're the one who wanted them done up.

There. Better?

Thanks.

Now then.

Let's go see the festival together.

- Hey!
- Wait!

Well, I...

Let's talk. Just the two of us.

Knight of the Apocalypse.

Prince Tristan.

I've checked the hotel register
against everyone's faces.

Let's do this.

No. Wait.

It's too dangerous with everyone present.

The night is long. So first...

Here you are.

Thanks!

Why don't we enjoy the festivities?

CITY OF BATTLE